AmyI shut the door behind me and lean back against it with a sigh. My eyes flutter closed as images of last night swirl and dance behind them, and I smile.
“Hey!”
I open my eyes and scream, startled.
A guy I’ve never seen before is standing in front of me, mere inches from my face, with a cheesy grin. “Whatcha thinking about?” he questions.
“Go home, Ross.” Megan strolls out of her bedroom in nothing but a loose T-shirt. Her mascara mirrors mine from earlier. I’m not the only one who woke up, looking like a rabid raccoon.
“All right. Bye, babe. I’ll call you,” Ross says to Megan.
I step away from the door. He lingers, his eyes sliding to my feet and slithering up my body to my makeup-free face and messy bun. He shoots me a creepy wink before leaving.
After he’s gone, Megan says, “Do
