Private Finished When Live Drink's Too Much

Live awoke with a groan. She had hardly opened her eyes and already she could feel the aches surging throughout her body. She wondered for a brief moment why she did this to herself but the thought was chased away my some unforeseen mental force. As her eyes opened further, a new thought replaced the old one as her eyes moved about her surroundings.

This was not her room. But she knew where she was. She rolled over, expecting to see Kaya draped across her but the bed was empty. She sat up, groaning again a bit as she scanned her friends room for her friend. She must have been really fucked up last night to wind up here and not remember it. She suddenly looked down at herself...okay good, her clothes were still on. She shuddered a bit as her mind pulled her to dark thoughts for a moment but she quickly returned to the present. Everything was fine. This was Kaya after all, her best friend. Everything was fine..

"Kaya..." Live called out, rubbing her eyes. She felt pretty terrible and was hopeful she could get some magical breakfast to chase away the migraine.

Live grumbled and stood, following Kaya's voice. This wasn't the first time she had been in a similar situation but it was the first time in a long time..almost a year in fact. Wow...had it really been almost a year that she had been working for Kaya? Time really did fly.

She entered the bathroom and froze momentarily, almost unnoticeably before making her way to the toilet. Kaya was naked, except a towel over her shoulders. Live could feel herself blushing and she tried to hide her face from her friend as she dropped her pants and sat to piss. She wasn't necessarily uncomfortable...just really caught off guard. Not enough to keep her from the toilet, though.

"So...uh..what happened last night?" She had gone out to drink with some people and...ugh yeah...she couldn't remember what the hell had happened, in particular how she had ended up in Kaya's room again.

Live was silent as Kaya relayed what she knew of Live's night to her. Geez...someone must of really been an ass. She was kind of glad she didn't remember it.

She finished relieving herself and stood, pulling her pants back up and flushed the toilet. She moved in front of the mirror, trying not to pay much attention to her not clothed friend though...well, it was hard not to look just a bit. She felt a bit unsure of herself but she also supposed...well...she didn't know what she supposed. This hangover was really killing her.

"Well..thanks for letting me crash here. I know you don't like to around intoxication. Speaking of which..do you know where my purse is?" She figured it would be with her shoes. She couldn't imagine she would have lost it. She was pretty good about not misplacing her shit when she got drunk.

She nodded. Hopefully, she still had some weed in her bag. She definitely needed a smoke after this. That was the best way to get over a hangover. That and greasy food. Speaking of which...

"Oh yeah...right." Live turned away from the mirror moving the door, putting her back to Kaya. She was getting really flustered by this situation at this point. "But uh, hey. Any chance I could get some of that soul restoring food again? Or just something shitty and greasy. Coffee too..I have pain meds in my bag..." She paused glancing back at her friend, "And not just weed. Ibprophen too."

Live smirked, though the expression brought more pain to her already pounding head and her face quickly returned to its usual position. "Of course man. I will probably smoke on my way back to campus."

Her eyes narrowed as she thought deeper for a moment, "Today is...shit! I'm supposed to be in class right now." Live rubbed her eyes, half because she was frustrated and half to stop herself from checking out Kaya. God, it was difficult being friends with succubus sometimes. But at the same time, it was also pretty damn awesome.

She groaned again, "Well, whatever...maybe they will just kick me out and then I won't have to decide if I'm gonna drop out or not..." The words were said under her breath and it wasn't clear if they were sarcastic or serious, a common problem with Live's stoicism.

She looked back to Kaya, who was now clothed thankfully, or unfortunately, depending on how you looked at it. "Yeah... I guess the soul food will be enough. Plus the smoke on the way home... That should cover me." She said as they moved back into the other room where plenty of food awaited them. Live was really glad she just felt hungry and not nauseous.