Eyes fluttering open, your eyes latched onto the fan that spun above you. Your skin felt clammy and the bed sheets clung to you. Letting out a sigh, you racked your brain for memory for the night before. Nothing came to mind, other than some musty bar, IHOP pancake trip, and then bright lights. You remembered seeing some familiar faces last night and one seemed to have stuck in our head, but who?
A warm heat source lied close next to you. You didn't think twice and reached over to touch their soft skin. They were warm and comfortable as you pushed yourself closer to them. Ian... such a familiar touch. Wait.. isn't Ian in Australia? Oh my god.
You shot up from the bed, ripping the sheets and comforter off, keeping yourself covered. The person mumbled and moved as they came to conscious. "What are you doing?" Their voice was deep and raspy. He began to roll over and you felt your stomach drop as you stared at him...
"Joji!?"
//AN\\ hey thotties, I'm back. I'm just going to write the sequel in the same book bc lazy and figured it would notify you guys or something so yeah. Enjoy this little taste.
