College: Our characters meet while attending university and end up sharing a dorm room. Awkwardness ensues after a drunk one night stand after a night of partying
Summer rolled over — tried to roll over. There was something in the way, something warm that gave a little under her touch. She blinked her eyes open, one hand rubbing sleep nits out of green eyes, to find herself tucked up against the firm, muscled shoulder of a sleeping blond.
A very handsome blond.
A /very/ familiar blond.
“Aw, shite,” she muttered. Not only was Arthur lying on her red hair, making it impossible for her to get up, or even move very far — from the looks of things, and her admittedly slightly hazy memories, they’d slept together.
After agreeing not to at the beginning of the school year. A month ago.
She flopped over as far as she could go and groaned. At least she didn’t have a hangover, but sleeping with Arthur, after agreeing not to, was just as bad. Well, almost as bad.
Well — from what she remembered, not really bad at all. She wasn’t sure if she was glad or upset that drinking didn’t impair her memory.
“Arthur. Wake up.”