*Lucas*
I wake up to the soft glow of the evening light filtering through the curtains. My head feels like it’s stuffed with cotton, and there’s a dull ache in my jaw that reminds me of the dentist’s visit. I blink a few times, trying to shake off the grogginess, but it clings to me like a thick fog.
As I sit up, memories from earlier come rushing back… muffled laughter, the taste of something sweet, and… Ashley. My heart races as I try to piece together what happened. Did I really call her sexy? Did I say I wanted her? I run a hand through my hair, feeling a strange mix of embarrassment and confusion. It must have been a dream, right? Just the effects of the anesthesia playing tricks on my mind.
I get out of bed, my legs a bit wobbly but manageable, and make my way to the living room
