Disclaimer, I don't own anything in regards to Total Drama or the song used for inspiration.
Eyes cracked open to reveal the hint of a teal eye color. The eyes tried to open fully, but the pounding of the person's head that they belong to refrained the eyes from doing so. With that in mind, Duncan groaned and clutched his head. He attempted to sit up and inspect the room around him.
'Man, last night was crazy,' he thought as he took note of the broken glass everywhere (because he refused to believe this was glitter in his room) and writing on the wall. Memories of the party brought a grin to his face; Duncan would have chuckled if his head wasn't being beaten up from the inside.
Knowing what would help, Duncan shuffled out of the bed thankfully with cargo shorts on. Normally this didn't faze him in the slightest, but something was different. Having an uncharacteristic moment, Duncan shimmied and felt the lightness of his cargo pants shifting so easier. 'Where in the hell are my boxers?' He thought before looking around to find them. His search did not last long due to a cute (not his word) yet soft yawn sounded from his bed.
An arm raised up through the covers and moved in a stretching manner. Duncan shifted his gaze towards that arm and leered. He didn't remember bringing anyone back to his room, but that's not a bad thing. That also would explain the lack of boxers, but not how he got his cargo pants on without them.
Once he climbed back into bed, Duncan leaned over to the feminine body that was lying sideways facing the wall. He couldn't remember doing anything with this girl, but that didn't mean he wouldn't play it off.
"Was last night good for you?" he whispered next to her shoulder before kissing it. Of course, he wouldn't pay attention to the striking red hair that should have been familiar to him; and said red head popped her eyes open wide and immediately jumped out of the bed.
Duncan was confused at her sudden nerves, but chuckled, thinking that she was probably just shy.
"Now, now you don't have to be—Zoey!"
Duncan stared wide at Zoey on the floor in all her glory. Quickly realizing what Duncan was staring at, Zoey grabbed the closest sheet and covered her body. That was enough for Duncan to shake his head. He and Zoey had distanced themselves after All-Stars mostly due to him wanting to retain his 'bad boy' image; and Zoey was always there bringing out the good in him.
"H-How did I get in here?" Zoey asked.
"I honestly couldn't tell you, Red," Duncan answered before wagging his brow, "but it must have been good given the way the room is trashed."
"This isn't funny!" Zoey exclaimed in embarrassment; her face reddening to the color of her hair. Duncan ran a hand over his greed mohawk, which was very much the same as it was a year ago. Assessing the situation, Duncan couldn't help but smirk.
"It kind of is," he replied to her. Zoey huffed and flapped her arms in her lap. The act alone cause Duncan to groan for obvious reasons.
Which, in retaliation, Zoey snatched and threw a pillow at him.
Alright! So, I decided to bring something out for you all to read. This is specifically for my TDP readers so they will have something else to occupy them while I get these edits done and dish you out a new chapter. Hope you enjoy yourselves! I won't tell who's in the next chapter or what the next title may be (;