Life is Strange: Another One to Love

Chapter 3 of my Life is Strange story, enjoy.

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Disclaimer: I don't own Life is Strange or its characters.


Chapter 3

Max let out a soft groan, even that sounded too loud to her, as consciousness returned. Her head was pounding, her vision swam, her mouth was dry and her tongue felt like a slab. She tried to move, but that just made her feel worse.

'Urgh, what the hell, how…?' She wondered before suddenly remembering, 'Last night, Dana's party, Warren and I, got to drinking, how much did I drink?'

The fact she couldn't remember did not strike her as a good sign.

Letting out another groan she thought to herself. 'Wonder if Warren feels as bad as I do...Speaking of which, where…?'

It was just then she noticed something unusual. While she had taken down her photo memorial wall, she could tell the wall she was facing wasn't hers. She slowly lifted herself up slightly, trying to focus her vision.

It was then she saw Warren, lying back, directly beneath her, they were both in the same bed...And then she realized said bed was in what could only be Warren's dorm room, going by the various posters and such. Finally she noticed something else, at first she simply thought Warren wasn't wearing a pyjama top, or his shirt, but as her gaze drifted downwards, she simultaneously noticed two things.

The shirt wasn't all Warren was missing, he was in fact completely naked, and so was she.

Startled by this she cried out; then realized her mistake. But it was too late, Warren opened his eyes, groaning as he screwed them shut again.

"Too bright..." He muttered before trying again. "Huh, Max, what…?"

He looked at her, confused, then, cutting through his own hangover, he saw her practically sitting on him, saw she was naked and looked down at his own body. He reacted at once to seeing he was naked too, in his shock he tried to move too quickly.

Max let out a short yelp as his sudden movement caused them both of fall out of bed, dislodging what little cover the blankets still provided them with. Now completely exposed their positions were reversed, Max lay on her back, on the floor, Warren had ended up on top of her, both of them were blushing furiously, feeling incredibly awkward.

Even more so when Max noticed.

"Um, Warren...your hand..."

He reacted at once, noting one of his hands was currently on top of one of her breasts. Quickly pulling away he staggered back to his feet. Max bit her lip; suddenly aware of a new sensation, a new ache.

'Did, did we...we must have, considering how we are...' She thought; suddenly panicking as she realized.

Trying hard to not let Max see his, unfortunately obvious, arousal, Warren retrieved his dressing gown from its hook on the back of the door and handed it too her. While she pulled it on he scanned the room and found the boxers he had been wearing last night. He quickly pulled them on, now both of them were somewhat decent.

Max sat down, still blushing furiously, on Warren's sofa, while he sat on the bed, shifting and trying to get his face to return to its normal colour. In the end it was Warren who broke the silence.

"We, we must have drank so much we just, lost control, didn't even remember what was happening."

Max nodded. "Yeah, hopefully we did nothing embarrassing, in front of everybody."

Warren sighed but nodded, finally, biting his lip he tried to search through his drink fogged memories. "Max, last night, did we…?"

"I, I think..." She replied, searching her own memories, and considering her own strange sensations. "I think we did Warren, I'm sure of it."

Warren let out a soft groan, bowing his head. Slowly it came together in his head, just as it did for Max. Even though it was foggy, they had no doubt now, they had slept together last night, had made love.

"This wasn't how I...pictured it." Warren remarked. "I pictured it as more romantic, the two of us both, well, more focused for one thing."

Max let out a soft laugh. "I, that would have been preferable. Listen, Warren, I don't think we should, tell anyone about this...for now at least."

Warren nodded in agreement. "Yeah, I...You're right."

They both knew, right now, it was in their best interests to keep quiet, however they faced on daunting prospect, finding some way for Max to sneak back to her dorm.

Their main issue right now was finding her clothes. Quickly they got to work and soon found her panties and T-shirt, Max then spotted her bra, on the window sill.

Blushing she realized it must have ended up there by being thrown aside. 'Good job the window was closed, or it would've ended up in that tree out there...I'd hate to think how that could be explained.'

Finally finding the rest of her clothes, Max removed the dressing gown and pulled them on.

"Okay, thanks." Max said at last, handing the dressing gown back to Warren.

He nodded, still looking awkward. "No problem. S-see you, later today?"

Max nodded. "Of course, hopefully once we've both calmed down...and got over the hangovers."

Warren agreed and, checking the coast was clear, Max slipped out of the room. By extraordinary good fortune, Max was able to slip back into the girl's dorm unnoticed. She was a bit more wary there but luckily was able to slip into her own dorm room and close the door, just as another door could be heard opening.

She let out a hiss of breath. 'God, that was close.'

Relieved she immediately got to work, removing her clothing and seeking fresh articles, hoping that things would soon blow over and she and Warren could returned to normal, although she suspected a long period of awkwardness between them first.


Meanwhile, in her room, Kate smiled to herself, the party had gone brilliantly. She got to know Jack even better, she found him to actually be rather enjoyable company.

'While not as...devout as mine, his family come from a similar background.' She recalled him telling her. 'He was so nice and kind...friendly and genuinely cared about people. Just sitting there talking to him was...God, what is this, am I, am I blushing?'

She bit her lip, unable to believe it; what had just happened to her?


End of chapter, things take an interesting turn, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please :)