I lay on the couch to take a nap since I am already lazy to go up to my room. It's a freaking long journey. I toss the television remote aside as i close my eyes.
Half way into sleep, I feel a touch on my feet. A soft, warm and wet touch on my feet.
The feeling is so appealing, so warm. So good.
This must be a dream.
It moved from my feet to my legs. It's getting wetter, warmer, softer, sending electrifying shivers down my spine. I hear sounds as it touched my legs.
I....wait a sec.... this is getting real.
I open my eyes and I look down.
I see him.
The last person I expected to do this.
He is kissing my feet.
I quickly move away from him.
"Wha.....what are you doing?"
A smile forms on his face and I see how dull his eyes are.
He is drunk.
Disappointment filled me.
He won't do this if he was in his right senses.
Hell he won't even come near me.
In a flash he move closer to me and press his lips on mine. My eyes widen.
I push his away and get off the couch. He fall on the couch and that was it.
He is now asleep.
My hand on my lips I look at the drunk man lying on the couch.
Earlier today, he was so mean to me. He humiliated me in front of everyone like a nobody and now he is kissing me? Who does that?
'A drunk person' my subconscious mind say.
Tomorrow he won't even remember what he just did.
I feel more disappointed.
I shouldn't have let him kiss me.
I shouldn't have.
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