There's a stranger in my bed

There's a pounding in my head

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TW: Implied sexual content (pre-story), Alcohol/drug use (background), embarrassment/anxiety, unrequited feelings, awkward intimacy,jealousy, smoking, harsh/dismissive language

Last night's party spun wildly out of Zandik's control after he watched Sohreh — the girl he'd built the whole night around impressing — wrap herself around someone else entirely. What followed is mostly fog: drinks he doesn't remember agreeing to, a crowd chanting him into something reckless, and now, several hours later, waking up next to a total stranger from his own year, both of them inexplicably glittered head to toe, with absolutely no memory of how any of it happened. He's got your student ID in one hand and a headache the size of a planet — and you're still asleep, mark on your neck and all, about to wake up to a conversation neither of you saw coming.

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