Liz opened her eyes "Ouch" it was too bright so quickly she shut them again, she had defiantly drank too much last night, it felt as if her head was being jammed in the subway doors so she rested her it back on the pillow. Why did agree to go to the after after after party, surely she had more sense, it was being held by Tracy and after the shots well everything just blended together. But when she did she realised she wasn't in her bed neither was she in her apartment and she defiantly didn't recognise where she was it wasn't Jenna's flat where she was most likely to be. But just at the moment she realised she wasn't alone and she wasn't fully dress either.
Carefully she opened her eyes and let them adjust to the light her arm was stretched out and her hand, which was slightly hanging over the side of the bed, had someone else's fingers intertwined between hers, luckily it was a man's or an extremely hairy woman, but she hoped it was a man's. Her other hand was on top of his which was slightly against her chest, now this wouldn't be a problem however she seemed to missing her top and bra.
Her legs were curled up towards her and behind her were his, their feet alternating on top of each other, otherwise she would have removed them straight away. After shifting her body slightly she got a smell of his cologne drifted through the air and she slightly recognised it but couldn't make out who it belonged to. But as she moved she also disturbed the man in the bed making him groan, she recognised the tone of voice. Oh God. It was Jack.
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Something moved and Jack woke with a groan which randomly escaped from his dry mouth. His head was thumping, maybe he had had too much to drink last night, he couldn't remember much that happened after going to Tracy's, was that the after after party or the after after after party? Oh too much thinking. But then he realised that someone else was in his bed and well they were spooning and neither of them were wearing much clothing to be honest. One of his arms was stretched out with hers and they were holding hands with their fingers wrapped around each other, his other was in a much better place. It was slightly cupping over her breast and judging by the way it fitted into his hand; it was the right size not to big but not too small. His elbow was in the dip of her waist and the rest of her body fit him perfectly, her back arched where his did and her hips slotted into his pelvis, their legs bent up together and their feet alternated on top of each other. Overall he was pretty comfy; he was never used to spooning with someone when he was married to Bianca she would always leave afterwards, with Nancy he never had moments like this, with Avery she would always roll away from him and if he tried to cuddle she would push him off saying 'I'm too tired'. But this was perfect.
He slightly opened his eyes to see that her brown hair was restricting his eye sight, so he moved his head and a waft of her shampoo drifted up his nose. Yes, he defiantly recognised it and the perfume, but the amount of alcohol was messing with his brain and he could just manage to remember his name never mind whose shampoo and perfume it was. However when he moved he seemed to have disturbed his guest, whoever she may be, and she shuffled a bit while making a murmuring noise that he recognised. No it couldn't be could it? But it was. It was Liz.
Authors note: I may carry this on if I become inspired; please review I need to know how to improve. Thanks.