Song: Miss Jackson by Panic! At The Disco

'Shit. Shit. Shitty- shit- shit'

How in the actual heck did she end up in bed the blonde douche of all douchebags? She didn't even have that much to drink! But that damn head ache told her otherwise.

Mira tried to quietly pick up her clothes and look for her shoes- she could just get dressed in the bathroom or something. She just needed the fuck OUT OF HERE!

The white-haired woman froze when she heard the giant jerk in the bed rollover.

Wait.

He was dressed?

Whatever. She still wasn't sticking around to find out why he was in bed dressed. Mira found her other shoe and crawled out of the room- feeling around to not bump into anything. Eventually she thought she was alone and began to feel around the walls for a switch. And then she found it.

But it could never be that easy.

Once she flipped the switch, she saw Natsu and Lucy on the couch, passed out and she could smell the booze on them from here. While staring at them, she remembered that Laxus had a bunch of people over to his place last night. Most of them left, but it seems like those two stayed and just crashed on his couch. Mira flipped the light back off and started getting herself dressed so she could take her self home and pretend that whatever happened last night never happened.

As the shirt feel over her head, she picked up her shoes- they would make too much noise on the wood floor- and made her way into the kitchen and to the back door. She quietly slipped through the door and into the early morning air, pulled on her shoes and scampered off to her car parked on the corner.

As soon as she was about to climb in- she saw the light in Laxus' bedroom turn on and a shadow start moving across the curtains.

"Fuuuuck!" Mira hissed as she fumbled around in her purse for her keys. Once she found them, immediately hopped in the car and sped off down the street.

The next day at the bar, Mira was cleaning and organizing the liquor bottles on the shelves when she felt the presence she dreaded the most that day.

"What do you want Laxus?"

"Last night was pretty fun, huh?" He said, she could feel that stupid smirk on his stupid face.

"I guess so." She said, still not looking at him. She could feel the irritation building up in her body at this point.

"Yea. You got pretty wasted after strip poker. I had no idea where you even went!"

Huh?

Strip poker? Wasted?

"But I geuss I got lucky with my hands cause the only thing I lost were my shoes and socks!" Then he laughed that evil and so damn stupid laugh that she hated so damn much. "Whatever- the bottles look nice though Mira." And then he walked back into the kitchen.

So she didn't sleep with the bastard of all bastards?! AWESOME! Plus no hangover after being so wasted. Damn.. left without a mark!