I Bet You Can't

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with the bass drumming right beside me. I shouldn’t have drunk tha

in the bar. I usually leave rather quickly, and I don’t usually get a chance to drink too much. Ugh… That stupi

e shouldn’t be anything hard in my bed. Wait. I take a whiff, and a faint aroma of tobacco

closed and only a small amount of the morning sun i

an muscular back directly beside of me. Well, this is not something I

tracks. My effort to keep my head up is making my head throb even harder. Reluctantly, I lay back down,

’t starting

across the room at a blue engineering shirt draped over the chair in front of a desk. Okay, so the guy is an engineer, but who do I know that is

t. I slowly rub my temples as I try desp

don’t like not knowing. However, I

the nightstand an

ang. Just moving is making the pounding in my

sent me any messages. I s

ot, I drape my arm across my face

head is throbbing too much for me to even tr

How are you feeling this morn

and face, I nod my head. “Yes. Do

. Hold on and I’ll get i

has that voice. The bed rises and the guy climbs out of the bed. He walks a

on’t think I can right now

bedroom. “Here. I got you some

aliva as I’m greeted with David in only a pair of boxers. His tan muscular che

a bottle of water. “Take these and you should start to feel bett

know what to say, so I obedi

denly pops into my head. I softly ask, “Why am I a

across his face. “Well, I did try to ask where you live, but you wo

. “Why didn’t

ff than you. Kai took him back home a

How do you know that

ent with me, and I didn’t hear him come in last night. I will go check his room

nod my he

s down at me. His smile still wide

e the medicine and rest. I’ll be ba

my h

om getting some clothes and then heading out of th

of pain as my head begins to throb again. I quickly toss the pills int

htstand and sink back into the bed. I close my