Alicia awoke to her name being called, her head pounding and her entire body protesting. It took her a few moments to realize she had ended up in Angelina's tub for the night, a half eaten piece of bread discarded to the side. At least she was smart enough to get something in her stomach. "Where the fuck are me clothes?" She had a bra and knickers on but was clearly missing everything else. Fantastic. Merlin she hoped she hadn't streaked again. It was getting less charming with each passing year.
"In here," she called out, her voice raspy and protesting. She must have been dancing. She always screamed when she danced. She pulled herself up, rolling her eyes as she got a look at her appearance. She looked like she had been in a mosh pit but at least she was free of hickeys. Thank fuck for that.
"I don't know but I'm guessing from my lack of clothes we had fun."