Tina's POVMy voice is a confused pitch, as I stare at the unfamiliar grey ceiling,I blink up at it again, my eyes turning to look at the figment of imagination next to me,My eyes goes to the lips of said illusion tinged red and my head splits open with a headache, realization ringing a bell in my head,‘F**ck, f**ck, f**ck', I spring upward staring at very real Simon in front of me.I stumble away from him, away from the strange bed I was just lying in,‘Be careful’, Simon gets up too, a lone hand reaching for me,‘What the hell am I doing here', my eyes travel round the apartment, my head trying to piece together what was happening, my mind doing a bad job of recollecting.My roaming eyes arrive at the strange shirt on my body, smelling suspiciously like the man in front of me,‘Why am I in your shirt!' I turn wide eyes on him, my voice turning shrill,‘Nothing happened’, he raises his hand, an innocent look rolling onto his face,‘Yeah right’, my head spins, the slight sting in m
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