Bobby Riley (notjustwater) wrote in genome_project, @ 2010-11-07 16:19:00 |
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Entry tags: | bobby riley, james baker, november 2010 |
Who: Bobby and James
What: waking up, the morning after James' party
Where: James bedroom
When: backdated to Nov. 1
She felt it before she saw it. A stream of light was pouring into the window, splaying directly across her eyes. She frowned. Morning sunlight never came into her room. Her windows didn't face the right way. Odd. She moved her hand in front of her eyes and squinted them open. Well. This wasn't her room.
Her first instinct was to check her surroundings. She looked down at herself. Alright...no shirt. She still had a bra on. That was normal, at least. She usually slept in as little clothing as was humanly possible. She had shorts on, but they weren't hers and...there was an arm around her waist. Moving as slowly and quietly as she could, she turned and looked over her shoulder. James.
Well. It could have been worse. James as a nice guy and he was attractive. She knew, at least, that she hadn't been roofied and raped. But what had happened? She couldn't remember. God, how much did she drink last night? Her hand went to her head and she sighed. Massive headache. And she sort of felt like she was going to vomit. Or that she might have already.
Her phone was laying next to her. Laying back down on the pillow, she picked up her cell and started typing. She sent a quick text to Janey, opened the window shade a bit more and then turned to face James. He looked so peaceful that it just seemed mean to wake him. But she needed answers. Hopefully the light that now streamed in across his face would be enough to wake him.