'Waldorf...' Daniel Humphrey's voice stirs amongst the untidy room of strewn liquor bottles and stacks of dvd cases.

The voice rings in Blair's ears, to her it sounds like a loud horrendous scream when it is only Dan Humphrey's soft voice. Officially worst hangover ever, she doesn't know how much liquor they consumed last night, but it must have been a sufficient amount to cause this much pain. A continuous ringing tune is heard in Blair's head, she needs several panadols and a really really strong dose of something that cures horrible hangovers as such. Oh and definatley some rest.

'I...Humphrey..What happened..?' A very weary Blair mutters.

Dan stands up suddenly, only wearing his boxer shorts and regains his posture, staring at strange surroundings, it's not the loft... The luxiourious bed and several other things like that. This must surely be Blair's bedroom. He stares tiredly at Blair, racking his memory, trying to figure out what went on when his mind is still spinning.

'Waldorf, seriously, I have no clue.. But I need to get back to the lof-'

Blair angrily cuts him off when a sudden realizations floods through her body.

'WE DID NOT, WE DIDN'T SPEND THE NIGHT DID WE?'

'Calm down, I can't remember, please don't make an issue of this now.. We'll talk about it after my headaches stop' He shrugs.

The look that Blair Waldorf has on her face, would probably make some freshman with a poor fashion sense die of a heart attack. As she lay down on her soft sheets, Dan searched around the room for his clothes, after finally finding them and pulling them on he left the room abruptly. Making Blair despise him a thousand times more, there is so damn much she wants to scream at him but her head just pounds more as her voice is raised. She can't remember exactly what happened last night apart from the kiss her and Dan shared, kissing because they wanted the conformation of not having feelings for each other, but now Blair can't even remember if she had feelings for him. Then that whole episode with Chuck. Chuck barging in on them after Dorota left. That damn ugly scene, where they departed on bad terms agreeing that time would heal everything. Her bursting into tears in Humphrey's arms after Chuck left and then came the alcohol and the film after film. All the old classics her and Humphrey shared a love for.

She stood up, checking the dainty silver watch that lay on her dresser.

10:04am

What if Dorota saw them? Even worse.. What if Serena saw them?

Sighing, Blair pushed open to door to her bathroom and pulled off her clothes, which positively reeked of alcohol. Taking one last look at the mess of a bedroom behind her and clamped the door shut and turned on the shower.

Letting the stream of hot water wash away the happenings of last night.