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Word Prompt: Tingle

My body felt warm...too warm, and icky, way, way icky.

I look over and you're staring at me. You look awake, or, at least, more awake than I am.

"Good morning," you say and it causes me to blink.

I am definitely not in my house, and I am not in my house, and every area we're touching is making me tingle. It's a good kind of tingly feeling, but I'm confused.

"How much did I drink?" I ask and it makes you laugh, but then your face falls.

"Oh, God, you don't remember anything do you," you ask in horror. It's written all over your face, so I shut my eyes and think back.

I remember seeing you, then I remember you yelling at me for being frustrating, and then we had a few drinks, and then...then we kissed. The rest isn't as clear as the beginning, but I can clearly remember giving consent.

"No, it's not completely clear, but I remember the details," I explain, and you drop your shoulders in relief. "I don't normally do this sort of thing." I'm pretty sure you already know this about me, but I feel the need to say it anyway.

"Would you believe me if I said I didn't either?" you ask bashfully, and it throws me off guard that your face is turning red.

"God, we're weird," I joke, and I feel you chuckle.

"So, um, where does this leave us?" you ask cautiously, and I shrug my shoulders. I give up trying to fight against you, so I may as well give in.

"Step one, I need a shower and coffee. A lot of freaking coffee. Step two, you're taking me on a date. A real one that doesn't bring us back here," I explain like it's pieces to a puzzle. I kinda feel like we were sitting at two opposite ends of a maze and somehow through one rash decision and a few two many drinks, we stumbled our way through to each other.

"Was I that back?" you gasp with a teasing face.

I close my eyes as flashes of you play on repeat. I smile and blush...

"You can not write that, Isabella Cullen," you exclaim behind me. I smirk thinking that about how much I enjoy teasing you.

"Why ever not?" I feign naivety.

"Because she doesn't need to read that, I vote for a re-write," you order, and I laugh.

"I vote for a shower," I challenge back and shut my notebook.

For the third night this week, I'll be going to be sore.

Today, I bought 14 50 ct Sandwich Ziploc Bags, 15 Philly Mini's, 2 Hi-C 10ct, and 2 8ct Rice Krispie Treats for $14.16. It pays to do smaller transactions with a higher coupon volume once you've already stocked your house. I can count on one hand how many items I now need for the enxt 2 weeks because of our last overage stock-up a few days ago.