“Well… Sort of. At least, my inebriated mind seemed to think so. ” Her eyebrows furrowed for a moment before letting a sigh. “It was going well, for the most part, at least from what I can remember.” She added, before glancing up at her with squinted eyes. “ I think he followed me to my flat. I think. Either that or he ditched me in the morning.” She paused, her mind scrambling to come up with the proper explanation. “—- But I don’t remember a thing. ”
"Oh my god, how much did you end up drinking?" Rory asked looking at her friend with a shocked look on her face. "Did you do anything? Like were there any used condoms around?"












