Dean pov:
I grumpily squinted my eyes as I glared at the morning sun pouring into my room, I wasn't ready to wake up yet but the brightness was making it difficult to fall back asleep and after tossing and turning for some time I think I was ready to finally give up.
I lazily reached for my phone, expecting to see a text message from Ava but to my disappointment the only message I had was from that blonde chick from last night. It was an essay complaining about how much of an asshole I was for making her suck my d**k then kicking her out once I came. I mean I never promised her s*x or anything so the way I see it, It was her fault for expecting too much.
I didn't even bother to finish reading it, I didn't really care what she thought plus I had other things on my mind right now like
