nking of glasses and the low thump of music in the background. She hesitated for a second, feeling the weight of eve

artender and ordered a drink. Something st

some of the tension in her chest. After a while, the edges of her emotions softened

inking into the music and the buzz of the crowd around her. She lost herself in the

knew it, they were talking. Hazel flirted with him, laughing louder than usual, her words slurring a little as she leaned in closer to hear him over the noise of the bar. He

arely remembered the rest of the conversation, only snippets of his smile, his voice becoming di

as sandpaper. The sunlight streaming through the window hit her eyes l

.. bl

und. She was in Nathan's room, his familiar posters on the wall, his clothes scattered across the floor. Glancing down, she realized she wa

ng next to her on top of the covers, wearing only boxers,

ous night, trying to piece together what had happened. She was i

, did

ything was a blur after the guy at the bar. She buried her face

ily as he stretched and rolled over to face he

rembled. "What happened l

he sat up, shaking his head quickly. "N

rassment still burned in her cheeks. "Then... why am I we

re... a little messy, so I helped you change into something more comfortable. Don't worry, nothing weird happened.

in the pillow, mortifi

t an idiot. You're just... going through some stuff. It

avily. "I feel

k out a horse," Nathan te

ted from the bed, barely making it to the bathroom in time. She vomite

on her face. As she wiped her face with a towel, she glanc

athan called f

" Hazel shouted, scrambling

ossed, his brow furrowed. "You can't dr

ely forgotten about it in her rush

drive you. Let's get you home,

The hangover was brutal, but Nathan was driving calmly, and she was grateful for his patience. They didn't speak much d

throwing on fresh clothes, splashing water on her face

uch attention. Her head pounded, her body still recovering from the han

stepped into the

he wall, laughing together, their hands brushing as they flirted openly. The sigh

ng it to the sink before she vomited again. The sick taste lingered in her mou

e, her eyes bloodshot. The remnants of last night still clung to her, but it w

n't do th

fice. Without thinking, without planning, she opened the door

up, startled. "W

ut of the office, grabbed her things, an

ep breath. For the first time in a long time, she felt f