Re: Pandora and Wayne
Wayne nodded, knowing all of his ideas were good.
It took a sizeable amount of motivation to hoist himself up from the floor, and oh god, head rush.
Dizziness and nausea resurfaced but only remained a threat...for now. He kept his eyes closed.
"I'll grab some clean clothes you can wear if you want. There's, ah, clean towels..."
Fuck, it was early and he was still too drunk and hungover for multiple tasking.
He reluctantly opened his eyes and the door, giving Dora one more look. She was beautiful, he could remember, and at the moment, sitting next to the toilet in her bra and pants...she looked how he felt.
Wayne sent up one more silent prayer that they hadn't fucked and she wasn't pregnant.