Lisa's POV
"s**t," I whispered, my body frozen in place as I dare not to move. I felt something heavy resting on my waist.
Shit. s**t. s**t.
"Lisa, you really are stupid," I scolded myself. The memory of what happened last night repeating before me.
I remember getting drunk and all but my memory isn't clear uo to when we all started dancing and singing on their dorm.
Jessie thought it will be better for us to stay in their dorm so we transferred but ended up getting even more wasted.
I groan internally at the sight of Haiden. He was sleeping peacefully beside me, a small smile emerging on his face.
Silently, I tried assessing myself. Aside from my headache, I don't feel anything unusual right now. And I'm still wearing a shirt - his shirt.
How did I end up here? Did I go here
