Angel groaned as the light filtered into her bedroom from her large bay window. She pressed her round face into the pillows, a weak attempt to hide from the bright light. Her head was pounding, body sore from a night she only half remembered. She reached out, attempted to find her cell phone, if she even remembered to grab it from the party. Instead of wrapping around the cool rectangle, her hand fell onto a warm solid figure.
Brown eyes flew open, mixed with fatigue and surprise. She most certainly didn't remember bringing anyone home, then again, Angel didn't remember much. Her curly hair was wild, curls popping out this way and that as she plopped her head back down into her pillows. Well now she was awake and she wasn't about to fall asleep. Plus the taste of last nights liquor was starting to sour her mouth.
With a heavy sigh the teen dragged herself from bed, running a small brown hand through knotted curls. She was unsurprisingly naked, pouting her plush lips into a frown. That certainly explained the soreness she felt. She stood, stretching her tense muscles before shuffling off to the bathroom.
One shower later she was fresh and clean, hair untangled and teeth brushed. She felt a million times better now as she dried herself and moved into her room. The large body in her bed was still fast asleep making her scoff. Angel pulled on a pair of loose fitted sweatpants that showcased her curves, and pulled on a sports bra that pushed up her ample chest.
Angel moved out into her living room, finding her purse on the kitchen counter. She rummaged through it, finding her cell phone. She had a missed call from her mother, a soft pang in her chest. The poor woman had been sick for a few months. The doctors had no idea what was going on and the high school senior could, arguably, been going on a tail spin the worse her mother got. Angel would deny such a thing of course. She was stronger than that, but the fact of the matter was, that her mother was her world and soon that world by be gone.
Her finger swiped across the screen, intent on calling her mother back. Knocking on her front door caught the ethnic girls attention, brow furrowing, rather confused on who was supposed to be here. With an annoyed sigh her phone was set aside as she went to her door. She peered through the peephole only further confused at what she saw. "The fuck?" she mumbled to herself before opening the door with a frown. "Hi?"
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Brown eyes flew open, mixed with fatigue and surprise. She most certainly didn't remember bringing anyone home, then again, Angel didn't remember much. Her curly hair was wild, curls popping out this way and that as she plopped her head back down into her pillows. Well now she was awake and she wasn't about to fall asleep. Plus the taste of last nights liquor was starting to sour her mouth.
With a heavy sigh the teen dragged herself from bed, running a small brown hand through knotted curls. She was unsurprisingly naked, pouting her plush lips into a frown. That certainly explained the soreness she felt. She stood, stretching her tense muscles before shuffling off to the bathroom.
One shower later she was fresh and clean, hair untangled and teeth brushed. She felt a million times better now as she dried herself and moved into her room. The large body in her bed was still fast asleep making her scoff. Angel pulled on a pair of loose fitted sweatpants that showcased her curves, and pulled on a sports bra that pushed up her ample chest.
Angel moved out into her living room, finding her purse on the kitchen counter. She rummaged through it, finding her cell phone. She had a missed call from her mother, a soft pang in her chest. The poor woman had been sick for a few months. The doctors had no idea what was going on and the high school senior could, arguably, been going on a tail spin the worse her mother got. Angel would deny such a thing of course. She was stronger than that, but the fact of the matter was, that her mother was her world and soon that world by be gone.
Her finger swiped across the screen, intent on calling her mother back. Knocking on her front door caught the ethnic girls attention, brow furrowing, rather confused on who was supposed to be here. With an annoyed sigh her phone was set aside as she went to her door. She peered through the peephole only further confused at what she saw. "The fuck?" she mumbled to herself before opening the door with a frown. "Hi?"
@SinfulSkills