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One night stands were Yora's thing. Michael Jackson was no different. One night was all they had.
*Dissociative Identity Disorder*
A disorder characterized by the presence of two or more distinct per...
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Saturday Morning
☯︎︎ Michael ☯︎︎
I shifted slightly as I started to come back into consciousness. Before I even opened my eyes, I felt a person under me.
"Oh no, not again." I thought. "Leon, seriously?"
I heard him and Parker laugh, but they didn't say anything to me.
I rolled my eyes. I was used to this. I sat up and started going through the usual routine of when this happened.
I sat up and checked the floor for an empty condom wrapper. I spotted it on the floor not too far away from the bed. I glanced inside the trash can and saw a tied up condom filled with white liquid.
I sighed in relief. Thankfully, they had enough sense to not fuck me over.
"Of course we do. We're not animals." Leon said.
I rolled my eyes and stopped myself from thinking of a snarky remark that they would obviously hear.
I looked over at the woman that was under me. She was still asleep. I instantly recognized her. She was the woman from the club.
She looked even more beautiful this close to me, and without her clothes on. She's definitely the prettiest one Leon made me go after.
She yawned and her eyelids slowly started to flutter. Her arms stretched out and her tired eyes fully opened.
They locked on me and instantly seemed to become more alert. "Oh?" She said as if she were surprised to see me up.
"Hi." I blurted out.
Her face softened and she smiled. "Last night was fun, Michael." She said as she lightly brushed my cheek with her thumb.
A lump formed in my throat. I didn't know what was worse. The fact that I didn't remember a single thing from last night, or the fact that I didn't even know her name.
"Yeah..." I said, very uneasily.
"Leon can you please tell me her name?" I begged.
"Why should I?" He teased.
"Leon!"
He scoffed. "Geez, I was only messing with you. It's Yora."
I smiled down at her. "Yora." I repeated out loud.
