All n all, thanks for the positive reviews guys, keeps my happy.

Alex's eyes opened to the dim light of the room and rolled over a little to far and fell off the sofa.

Alex let out a yelp as her body hit the floor then pulled herself up in quick recovery. Stevie wasn't next to her or even in the room, her absence sent a spasm of anxiety through Alex. She got up and then noticed, she hadn't got any pants on, just her underwear.

Alex rolled her eyes and pulled her jeans on, last night flooded back and her head clouded. Stevie had gotten drunk and she'd gotten drunk, now she was paying with a thumping head and aching neck. Stevie walked out from a small door to the right of the living room, freshly dressed.

"Well good morning" Stevie was clad in a black and white stripy t-shirt with a waist coat and of course, her butt hugging black skinny jeans.

"Do you ever take those off?" Alex crossed her arms and tapped her foot, imitating what Teresa would do.

"I have loads of pairs, I like them too much just to have one pair" Stevie looked rough even with her sly smile lighting up her face "unless you'd like to take them off"

Alex snorted. "Please stop taking my pants off when I'm sleeping" Stevie laughed at her girlfriend and pulled her into a hug.

"Sure thing Al"

"You feeling any better?" Alex held Stevie's chin and turned the injured side of her face to inspect it.

"No, I have a killer hang over" Stevie traced Alex's nose with her index finger while she spoke.

"Me too" Alex looked down at her clothes, she had proof of her night of drinking, she stank of beer.

"You do kinda smell like a dead goat Russo... but a cute dead goat"

"Smooth" Alex laughed at Stevie and held her hand as Stevie showed her to her room.

Stevie opened the door and the smell of pine wood infested Alex's nose.

The window was covered by wooden blinds and under it stood a cluttered desk. A metal lamp shone over books and papers spilled over the rough wood of the desk.

A sofa bed stood in the right corner of the room, next to it a there was a closet door, with notes stuck on it like a pin board.

Stevie didn't look like the busy type, but her room said different. The walls were a cream colour but had sentences written over the paint.

"The closet is over there, help yourself Al" Stevie let go of her hand and watched Alex walk to the closet.

Alex opened the door and clicked on the light.

"Stevie how did you get all this stuff? I'm jealous"

Stevie lent on the door frame.

"Let's just say, my Mom has a lot to make up for"

Alex turned, her eye brows furrowed.

"What did she do?"

"It's along story"

Alex picked out a baggy lumber jack shirt and showed it to Stevie, she nodded in approval.

"You weren't kidding when you said you had loads of those jeans" Alex looked at a whole rack dedicated to the jeans. Alex picked out a pair of grey skinny jeans and Stevie handed her a white vest top.

"You'll look cute" Stevie commented, her voice trailed off, lost to a thought.

Alex bit down on her lip and winced, she knew something was up with Stevie.

"Stevie, you okay?" Alex closed the closet door behind her and set the clothes down on the sofa bed.

"Yeah, get dressed, I want to see how you look" Stevie smiled and winked.

Alex dressed and stood, watching Stevie's expression.

"You look..." Stevie circled her and stopped once behind her. "Hot" she purred.

"Well yeah they are you're clothes, I'm supposed to look hot if I'm wearing them"

Stevie let out a small chuckle and pulled down the collar of the shirt to plant a soft kiss on Alex's back.

Alex hummed and leant back to let Stevie kiss the same spot, when she did so Alex sighed.

"Want to go and get some coffee?" Stevie suggested, her breath tickling Alex's skin.

"Yeah, I think we need it"

"Agreed"