The next morning, Stephanie was asleep on the chair and John was already up. He placed a blanket over her and he went downstairs and sat on the couch.
"God, what the hell happened last night?" John asked himself.
He looked around to see if there was anything that could help him but the only thing that can help him remember was Stephanie, except, she was sleeping upstairs and he didn't want to bother her. He got up and decided to make some breakfast for himself and for Stephanie. He made some pancakes and waffles and grabbed some syrup and poured it over the pancakes and waffles. He ate his breakfast and then heard footsteps coming from upstairs. Stephanie entered the kitchen and saw John awake looking better than last night.
"Good morning." John said with a smile.
"Fuck off." Stephanie said annoyed and grumpy.
"Not a morning person I guess." John replied.
"No." Stephanie said still mad.
She stopped and realized she was just being foolish.
"Sorry. I didn't mean to be rude. I was up all night." Stephanie said.
"Nah, it's okay! Hey, listen, go get ready because there's some breakfast ready for you." John explained.
Stephanie smiled and laughed.
"You're such an ass." Stephanie said and walked back upstairs.
John laughed and continued to eat his breakfast and grabbed a plate and served up some pancakes and waffles. He poured some orange juice for her and got her a fork and knife. Stephanie came back downstairs a few minutes later and saw the breakfast waiting for her.
"Nice!" she said impressed by the hospitality.
"Just sit and eat." John said.
Stephanie sat down and ate her breakfast.
"So what the hell happened last night?" John asked.
"Right before I left, you barged into my office drunk as ever. So I had to take you home and watch you sleep before you'd choke." Stephanie explained.
"Did I say anything stupid?" John asked.
"Yeah, actually. But it's okay. You were drunk." Stephanie said.
"Well, what did I say? Did it offend you?" John asked.
"Umm, not really. All you kept saying was how hot I am and that the two of us should go out." Stephanie said.
John blushed and avoided eye contact with her.
"I can't believe I said that." John said as he laughed.
"No, it's okay. Don't worry about it." Stephanie said.
"It's not okay. I was being a jackass. Saying stupid things… making you feel uncomfortable. I'm sorry, Steph." John replied as he finally looked at her.
Stephanie realized that she meant more to him than just a friend. She realized that John looked at her more than just a friend.
"It's all right." Stephanie said.
The two finished their breakfast and Stephanie looked at the time.
"Oh, my God! It's late. I need to go home." Stephanie replied.
"Do you need me to drive you home?" John asked.
Stephanie remembered that the only ride home last night was from the limo and now she has no ride home.
"Yes." Stephanie said.
John grabbed his keys and went into the garage.
"Let's see… what to choose. There's the Corvette C6… the Miboc, and of course, the Chrysler ME412." John said.
"Just grab the convertible." Stephanie said.
John grabbed the keys to the convertible and the two drove off. He arrived at Stephanie's house and she got out of the car.
"Hey! No more drinking, okay?" Stephanie asked him.
"Okay. Be careful. Take care. And thanks… for last night." John said.
Stephanie smiled and nodded.
"Anything for a friend." She said and walked into her home property.
John watched her get into her house and then drove off.
"Something isn't right about John." Stephanie said after entering her house.
She put her keys down on the table and tried to remember what she saw in the kitchen.
"I need to go back and see what the hell is wrong with John." Stephanie said to herself. "But how can I get into his house without setting off the alarm?"
She tried to come up with an answer to that as she went through her work in her office.
She picked up the phone and called John.
"John, hey, it's me. Can you pick me up later tonight? Around… I think 8:00PM?" Stephanie asked him.
"Sure, what for though?" John asked as she was driving home.
"Just some business stuff. I need to bring it over your house. I got some files that I need you to see." Stephanie said.
"Is it serious?" John asked.
"No. Just some promotional stuff that we need to look at and for you to keep." Stephanie replied.
"Oh, okay. Yeah, I'll pick you up at that time." John said.
"Great, thanks! I'll see you later." Stephanie said and hung up.
Little did John know that there were no paperwork for any promotional events and commercials. It was just a way for her to get John out of the house so she get enter his house and find out why John was so drunk because s he's never seen him so drunk ever.