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It was a crack of thunder that finally roused Izzy from her slumber. She released a discontent groan before turning onto her other side. It was too late though. The general feeling of shittiness from a night out was weighing down on her body. Deciding on some pain killers, Izzy opened her eyes to an unfamiliar bedroom. It was messy as hell with clothes covering every inch of the floor and LED lights tinting the room purple. To her right, was a fairly attractive guy she vaguely recognized as a friend of a ‘friend’ or something like that. It seemed as though the both of them had no clothes on which meant that hers were somewhere amongst the chaos. Izzy had to take a deep breath to gather up some motivation to get out of bed and search for her clothes. Luckily, they were on the top layer of the mess, so it wasn’t too difficult.

Since Izzy had gone straight to the club after changing at the DQ, she had an extra set of clothes to wear home. However, thinking back to yesterday, maybe she shouldn’t wear the exact outfit. So she kept the very short shorts and put the Florida shirt on. Just to be safe, Izzy rummaged around and found a [s]hopefully[/s] clean hoodie to borrow. Now to find the bathroom.

The first door Izzy peaked through was a closet, but the next was unfortunately the roommate. The dirty blonde had been lounging on his bed, but looked over with an annoyed facial expression. Oh god, Izzy was not drunk enough for this. She put on a nervous grin before asking, [color=C28285]”Bathroom?”[/color]. 

“Down the hall, last door on the right,” He jerked his head in the direction before turning back to whatever he was doing on his phone.

[color=C28285]”Thanks!”[/color] Izzy squeaked before shutting the door and rushing to the bathroom. God that was awkward. She doesn’t remember much of what happened last night, but by the look of it, her and her partner had not been considerate roommates. Izzy still had her makeup on from last night, so she simply had to fix a couple things up. Though as she looked around the extremely sparse bathroom, there was no brush or comb to be seen. It looked like her hair was going to suffer. At least there was some Ibuprofen in the cabinet.

Returning to the room, Izzy found her phone and checked her camera and Insta to try and jog her memory. It looked like a standard night out, thank god. There were quite a few comments and likes which made her smile as she read through each message. But, taking a look at the time, it was late. Like 1pm late. Shit. They had a coven meeting today. Oh well, it was too late at this point and Izzy decided her priority was resting up and getting ready for work tomorrow. Thinking of work made Izzy want to bash her brains in, but she shoved it aside when her partner began to rouse himself.

[color=C28285]”Hey Dylan, I’m heading out. Thanks for the good time.”[/color] Izzy planted a kiss on his forehead before gathering her things.
“It’s Daniel,” He managed to mumble, but Izzy was already at the door looking at Google Maps.

[color=C28285]”Bye!”[/color] She waved without looking away from her phone and shut the door behind her. Luckily she wasn’t far from her own apartment, she could make it without getting too soaked if she ran.

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After returning to her apartment, Izzy took a nice long shower to warm herself up and wash away the grime from last night. As she dried herself off, she looked at her phone. Surely the Coven meeting was done by now? Those meetings never really lasted that long. If anything important happened someone would’ve texted her.

So, Izzy decided to change into some comfortable clothes and snuggle down with a berry smoothie and some fluffy blankets. Maybe there was something good on Netflix.