I wake up to a rhythmic movement, my head moving with it and bouncing up and down. The light changes, from dark to way too bright even with closed eyes. My limb body was placed on something soft, I'm guessing a bed and my jacket and pants pulled off of me. I violently open my eyes, shock written all over mine and Nathans face as he holds my suit in his hands, about to hang them on a coat hanger. "I'm sorry, I didn't want to wake you up.", he apologizes, biting his lower lip afterward like he just got caught doing something forbidden. Stripping his boyfriend for example. "I-it's fine.", I try to clear my throat, cheeks burning hot. "Uhm...", an awkward silence (Well, not exactly for me) coats the air heavily. "I guess I'll get changed.", I get up from what I recognize as my own bed and walk
