seventy two

Lisa slowly opened her eyes, finding herself in the familiarity of her bed. But something was different; a figure sat next to her, one she didn’t immediately recognize. As her vision cleared, she gasped, suddenly as she realized that Blake was sitting there, with a warm smile on his face.

“Hey. Good morning,” He greeted and leaned in to peck her forehead.

“Good morning?” Lisa responded her voice laced with confusion. When she noticed his gaze upon her, she averted her eyes and let out a slight scoff from her lips. “Why did you stay over?” she questioned.

Blake raised his eyebrows as a hint of amusement filled his face. “Don’t you remember what happened last night?”

Lisa’s heart skipped a beat. Her mind raced as tried to piece together the events of last night. She remembered feeling tired, but couldn't recall what had happened between her and Blake.

“I...I don't,” she stammered, her voice betraying her nervousness. “What happened?”

Blake’s smile grew slightly wider while a glint of mi