Corazon

I groan as I wake up from the sun rays hitting my eyes. I get up, slowly opening my eyes and looking around. Fuck, not again. I thought to myself. I slowly get up from the bed and began putting on my clothes. After a while of looking around, I still couldn’t find my thong. “Dammit I just bought those,” I whisper to myself. “Looking for these?” a deep voice asked from behind me. I slowly look up from the ground. Damn. Not bad drunk me. “You done staring?” he asked. I snapped out of my trance and scowled at him. “I wasn’t staring. I was analyzing the actual demon my drunk ass decided to sleep with,” I said, snatching my thong from his hand. “Do you make it a habit to steal the women you sleep with’s thongs and make them look for it?” “Only to special ladies like yourself,” he said, walking to a chair and sitting on it. “Oh wow. I feel so special,” I said sarcastically, as I finished dressing myself.