"Oh fuck..." Melissa touched her forehead with her hand.
She was hungover. She opened her eyes and looked up in the ceiling.
"This isn't my home," she thought.
She turned her head to the left and looked in the room. She recognized it. It was John's bedroom.
"Good, you're awake," she heard a male voice say to her other side.
A bit afraid to see who she might find next to her, she slowly turned her head to her right. Roman way laying on his left side looking at her.
"What time is it?" She asked.
"A little past 7," he answered.
She looked at him.
"You're dressed," she said, then looked down at herself. "And so am I."
"Yeah, why wouldn't you be?" Roman asked and raised his eyebrows.
"I'm not used to waking up next to a man without being naked," she answered.
She could have bit her tongue. The words had just come out. She didn't mean to say that. He didn't need to know.
"Do you remember anything from last night?" He asked.
She felt ashamed. No matter how drunk she became, she could always remember everything. It was a curse. She really wanted to forget most of the men she slept with. She wanted to forget their touches, their smells, their demanding hands, their erections.
"I made a fool out of myself, didn't I?" She asked while looking at him with regret in her eyes.
"You did but I don't care. You were really drunk," he answered.
"However, I have no clue how I got in here. The last thing I remember is getting up from the couch," she said.
"You passed out. You landed right in my lap. I tried waking you up but you were gone. I carried you in here," he said.
"That was sweet of you. Thanks. But why did you stay in here with me?" She asked.
"Well, some of the guys were sketchy. I heard two of them talking about going in here and getting it on with you. I'm not sure if they were just joking but I didn't wanna take the chance so I went in here and laid next to you all night so that no one would take advantage of you," he answered.
That was new. She had never met a guy who was such a gentleman. Most of the guys she knew would have jumped her bones while she was passed out without any care in the world.
"Thank you," she whispered, then turned her head to look at the ceiling again so he couldn't see the tears filling her eyes.
She didn't wanna cry in front of him.
"Do you wanna go get some breakfast or just some coffee to make you feel better?" He asked.
"That sounds nice," she answered.
"I don't know this town very well. I'm just visiting my cousin. Do you know any place that is open this early?" He asked.
"Yeah, I know a place," she answered.
They got up and left the bedroom. In the livingroom several people were sleeping. They quietly put on their shoes and jackets and left the apartment.