A bottle of wine
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Discliamer: I own nothing
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Yes this was supposed to be a funny at some moments story. Basically Jacky is recalling how the night went as she was drunk out of her mind. And no they didnt want to rape her. Remember they dont like her. Shes a brit.
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Dragging yourself out of a ally with a hang over that would make your head explode even if a tiny little chime rang through the air is not the easiest thing in the world.
And it doesnt help when all you can think about is how you had the worst kiss of your life just a few wee hours before.
Yes wee hours.
I still dont know what they gave me. But for sure it wasnt wine like I thought it was.
All I can think now is.
Go to hell.
And I know one other person who will think that also.
Jaimy.
Im sorta mad at myself.
I really dont feel that guilty.
Im just trying to protect my own bottom.
Not very nice of me is it.
Maybe I just shouldnt tell him.
I know I can do it.
And that boy isnt the brightest.
I know that for sure.
I just wont tell him.
Good.
Now I just have to focus on finding out where the hell I am.
God I hope I am still in Boston.
Or at least New York.
I just hope Im not down south again.
Not something I want to repeat.
Nah to much city for it to be down south.
Now just to find out which city......
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Okay so I hate myself a little about this part. I put in Jaimy bashing. :C
Oh well guess we cant let that rich boys ego of his grow.