OGD didn't see Laura until 10:30 AM, and she still wasn't looking so hot. He laughed the moment he saw the expression on her face. "Damn, Girl, you look like this is your first hangover."

"Not so loud," she whined, placing a hand on the kitchen counter to support her as she hobbled in. "Close to it," she said. "I don't drink much, and I rarely drink like that, so I can count on one hand the number of times I've felt like this."

"Not me," he chuckled.

Laura filled another glass with water from the tap and began to sip it. "Listen, OG," she began, "I'm sorry about last night. I know I was a little… flirty and silly and… drunk. I'm sorry. I'm so embarrassed."

He grinned smugly. "Don't worry 'bout it. It was nice to see that side of you. I knew it was in there, but it was nice to see that you ain't so perfect. Plus, wasted-you was kinda cute."

Laura nodded. "Thanks," she shrugged. She finished her glass and refilled it. Then she began to slowly make her way to the couch. She sat down, and he quickly plopped down beside her.

"You're loud, though. When you're drunk."

"What do you mean?" she asked, her brain not clear enough to really process much of what he was saying.

"Oh, Steve! Yes! Yes! Yes!" he cried in a whiny, high-pitched voice.

Laura glared at him. "That's not funny," she growled.

"I ain't kiddin'. You loud when you drunk. Nothin' to be ashamed of. It was sexy."

Laura continued to glare at him, growing angry. "I meant it's not funny to joke about hearing us. That's not funny."

"It's no joke. I did hear you!" Then he cringed. "And Steve." He shuttered.

She grabbed a pillow from beside her and hit him hard in the face. "Stop lying!" she yelled, cringing slightly because of her hangover.

He stole the pillow from her and tossed it to the ground. "I'm not lyin', but I was a perfect gentleman. I swear. As soon as I heard you, I came out to the couch and pumped up the volume on the tv to drown you out."

Laura stared at him, gauging his sincerity. "Oh, my God. I can't believe you heard us. Steve is gonna be so mad," she complained, sinking further into the couch.

"At me?"

"No, at me. He likes to keep that kinda stuff private, and I'm not always great at that."

"He's gonna take it out on me though, isn't he?"

"Probably," she said. Laura looked at OGD. "Listen, I have to run up to his office for lunch to apologize. Will you be alright here alone?"

"Yeah," he shrugged.

Laura nodded and stood. She walked slowly back to the bedroom to get ready.