Jun 26, 2017
@missfoxymelissa
Clara felt like the worst person in the world. She kept trying to blame her actions on some heat of the moment idiocy but damn, she would be lying if she said she hadn’t enjoyed it. Still, the guilt was eating her up because she felt like she had betrayed her best friend in some way. She wandered over to Melissa’s cabin, feeling hungover and sore from the orgy, and let herself in. She knew which room was Mel’s, having spent enough time in there. “Uh, Mel, are you awake? I really need to talk to you.” She knocked on the door softly, shifting from one foot to the other as she waited for some kind of response.