Thread:Vox and the Vendetta/@comment-28578706-20180908234345/@comment-28578706-20180909012542

Olivia glanced over and saw Derrick laying there she froze and looked at herself seeing she wasn’t wearing anything. Forcing herself to remain quiet thinking he was asleep, unsure how to handle these situations she slowly climbed out of bed and threw on a shirt that was just long enough to cover her body. She realized this was probably his and ran her hands down her face, “Idiot-“ she muttered to herself.

She started to remember bits and pieces of the night, how they talked and she got drunk. Taking her back- wait was this his place, she glanced around and realized it was hers. She bit her lip and decided to leave the man be, needing to figure out what the hell happened the night before.