I remember nothing prior to my rude awakening. I opened my eyes, very slowly, to find glaring sunlight in my face. I was covered in couch cushions while laying in an unfamiliar living room. It wasn’t quite a mansion, but it was a pretty large home, compared to mine, anyway. I sat up and clutched my head, finally feeling the pounding truly take over me. I reached out to look at my phone, expecting to see 30 missed calls from my mother, and about 300 from Jihoon, but to my surprise, nothing. This whole this was more confusing than necessary, because I didn’t know where the I was, and apparently, no one cared about where the I was. I stumbled out of my seat, and noticed that I wasn’t wearing the dress I wore last night, but a large t shirt instead. I mean, that should’ve been a red flag right away, but I have this weird thing where I can’t concentrate on anything until I’ve brushed my teeth, or at least washed my mouth, so of course, the initial alarm I felt wasn’t overpowering. I mean, I was alive, unscathed, and not tied up, anyway, what’s the worst that can happen, getting pregnant?

The whole time I looked for a bathroom, my head didn’t stop pounding. It was like begging me to shoot myself to pull myself out of my misery. And I guess that’s what really caused me to remember how much I drank last night, but nothing more. I finally found a bathroom, and almost too conveniently, there was a toothbrush in it’s package placed on the sink. There was no time for questioning how this got there, or even where I was, ok, it was very important to me that I at least smell nice upon finding out who brought me home. Once I felt appropriate and confident enough to yell at someone and possibly beat the out of them, I stepped out and tried to quietly peek into the rest of the doors. 

The first two I tried were both offices. Luckily and conveniently, the next one I tried was a bedroom. It was what you would expect from an average teenage boy. I mean, there was a bit of a mess, and a couple of posters on the wall, and my attention was drawn to the bed, where someone was still asleep. I made no effort to quiet myself down, and I clearly tried to make as much noise as possible stomping towards the bed. Of course, none other than angel faced Oh Sehun was laying there, paying no attention to my stomping, and there was no point in being surprised. This whole situation screamed “predictable”. And no, he didn’t reach out to grab me and embrace me as he slept. On the contrary, I harshly pulled the covers off of him, and watched him slowly shiver, still not waking up. At this point, I contemplated going home without saying a word, but I decided against is, and grabbed the pillow out from under him, in an attempt to wake him up. And again, this abnormal kid didn’t even open an eye. I was fed up, and I wanted to get fed, so I stopped my attempts to be polite. 

“Wake the up! Oh Sehun! I know you hear me! Wake. The. . Up.” I shouted as I hit him, using his pillow and all my might. He didn’t even look at me before he covered his head and screamed at me to calm down. 

“Why are you even hitting him?” I guess I hadn’t heard the door open or Luhan step in to try to snatch the pillow from behind me. 

“I don’t know what I did. Save me. Please.” Sehun begged, as he retreated to the farthest corner his bed allowed him to reach. 

“Eunji” Luhan said as he finally grabbed the pillow from me. I must’ve looked completely mental, and I was more than okay with that. “If you tell me that this quim did something to you, I’ll give you the pillow back and leave you alone to put the hurt on him, but if he didn’t do anything, you can’t really keep hitting the helpless soul.” 

“Well it’s not like he did anything, but I just woke up on some foreign couch with a massive headache. Not even a proper bed, or even a blanket! He covered me in cushions as a blanket! I’m hungry and I want to go home, and this ’s asleep!” 

“Well, that’s not entirely his fault, my love. He was going to put you in the guest room but I didn’t want to sleep on the couch, and you were kind of passed out, so you didn’t really have a say in who got a more comfortable sleeping arrangement.” I tried to reach for the pillow, but Luhan quickly moved away and waved a finger in my face. “You should be thanking Sehun, really. He covered for you, got Bomi to call your folks and tell her you fell asleep at her place. And the couch cushions thing was brilliant. His parents didn’t even notice you were here when they left!” From the corner of my eye I could see Sehun nodding at everything Luhan said, his hands not leaving his head just in case I attacked without warning. 

“Are they really that unobservant?” I rolled my eyes at Luhan nodding. “I just want to go home.” I groaned. 

“Sehun, you better run your