liar liar, pants on fire

CHARLOTTE

Getting back to the dorms, there was a huge silence between Mads and I.

I huffed, as I climbed to my bed, my damp bikini sticking to the blankets, and forming a wet map made from my boobs and panties. Laying flat on my stomach, I couldn't care less if I was butt naked– I was wearing a bikini, so same thing. Even as a chill crept up my skin, I lay there, my mind spinning with images of what happened at the party.

I was deep in my thoughts when suddenly, the bed beside me sank, and Madeline's soft voice followed after. "Char? Do you want to talk about it?"

Her voice reached my ears, and I spun to face her only to see her face wrinkled in worry. The room was dark, and only a lamp supported my sight.

I released a sigh, "Mads, I am so exhausted can we not talk about it now? "

Going to that party had depleted me.

"Come on, Charlotte." She nudged me, adjusting as she sat closer to me. "Don't be a killjoy. We're friends and should tell each other things. I know my brothers can be a p