Bit of a short chapter here, but I hope you can enjoy it anyway
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Part 11: Hangover
After returning Saki to the female dorms and being invited to the upcoming recital, I return to my room, a large stack of homework looms in my mind. I quickly grab a can of soft drink from the common room fridge and make my way to my room. I'm glad they gave me a room on the first floor, I'm not all that great at getting up them just yet.
I flick on the chain of small lights that adorn my walls and begin to remove my prosthetic.
I take a seat at my desk before lifting the lid of my laptop, and it begins to whir to life. I quickly enter my password and open up the school board website to check what I need to work on before my next lesson. I download a small document that Mutou emailed us and I begin slogging away at the work feeling like I'm moving at a snails pace. After an hour I have a couple sheets done, and decide it's time for a break and stand attempting to stretch my body as best I can. I don't think I'll get much more done today, my bed is looking very appetizing right now.
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As I awaken and my senses return, I can hear something, a girls voice. That's strange, since we are in the male dorms. I check the clock, 3:44 Am. I quickly stand and rub the sleep from my eyes before flicking my lights on. I can only guess why a girl is in the boys dorms at almost 4Am, but I want them to be quiet. I step out into the hallway and make my way towards the sounds, eventually arriving at the dorm room opposite mine. I knock 3 times, loud enough for them to hear. They lul for a second before continuing doing... whatever it was they were doing. I knock again, this time I hear someone grumble and make their way towards the door.
"What do you want?" A bespectacled guy swings to door open, standing in front of me with only pants on.
"Can you be quiet, some of us are trying to sleep." My voice is still groggy, but I manage to include the anger I wanted to. He turns slightly, pointing to his bed with his hand. I look past him and see that there is someone sat on his bed, presumably the girl I was hearing.
"Can you really blame us bro?" He chuckles.
"Just... do it quietly, christ." I turn and begin walking to my room again. I hear him laugh before slamming his door shut, most likely waking those of us who hadn't been woken by his late night antics. Though it does seem to work, as I manage to lul myself back to sleep with minimum effort.
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"I'm just doing what the fortune cookie said to do, who am I to stand in the way of fate?" Saki giggles I jokingly begin to remove my shirt.
"What did it even say to get you to do... that?"
"Wouldn't you like to know." I re-do the top buttons I had begun to unbutton before returning to my small carton of takeout food.
After the recital Saki offered to buy her bandmates some food and invited me along, even though all but one has left, and that one is now sleeping on the desk loudly. The recital wasn't really my taste, but I can appreciate the practice and effort everyone went through to get to that point. Though it was mostly classical, one band played some more modern songs, it's a shame I didn't get to see them since Saki was so eager to leave. Food was more pressing though.
"Have you ever been drunk Kazuko?" She asks, snapping me back to reality.
"Once but... you don't need to know about that."
"Ooh, something scandalous?"
"No, no, nothing like that, trust me." She takes the lul in conversation to reach into her bag before placing a small bottle of something on her desk.
"Whiskey!" She exclaims, rather loudly.
"How did you even get that?" I chuckle, throwing my takeout box into the small bin beside the large desk at the end of the room.
She grins wildly "My brother in law works in the city, he let me buy some."
"And you want to open it with me?" I've never had whiskey before, just cheap beer, so I'm not sure If i'd handle it all that well.
"Not here! Let's go to my dorm room?" She stands from her seat, attempting to throw her trash into the basket as I had, but failing, drawing a small laugh from me. She stares daggers in my general direction before returning to her previous mood.
"What about Suzu?"
"She'll wake up soon, not like either of us can carry her to her room."
"True." I agree while gathering the last of the rubbish left by the others, and Saki's misplaced shot, before placing them on top of the stack of cartons inside the bin.
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"Oh god..." My head feels like it's been hit with a sledgehammer. I slowly open my eyes, only to be assaulted by the bright light of the sun peeking through the window. I attempt to move my leg, but find it to be quite a bit heavier than yesterday. I think I slept on my arm since I can't really feel my right hand, let's hope it's still there. After quickly checking by tapping my fingers together, I can be certain that my hand is in fact, still there. I look around the room, It's not my room for sure. The sheets are pink, almost pink enough to hurt my eyes. One wall is covered with photos, attached to it's center sits a stand, proudly displaying a violin; Must be Saki's room.
I turn my head to find a clock, seeing one on the bedside table; 5am. My arm begins to tingle as blood flows back through it, I look over to it and see what's been pinning it, and my thoughts grind to a halt. My arm is placed underneath Saki's body, her legs wrapped around mine and her free hand lying on my chest. Her head is resting on the pillow we share, our noses less than an inch from each other while her hair flows idly across the sheets behind her.
What happened last night?
I use my free hand to check my crotch, I'm wearing pants at least and nothing is wet, so if
that did happen then I at least had the common sense left to clean myself off. That can't have happened though, there is
no way. I start trying to piece together what happened last night.
"Mhmm..." Saki stirs, shifting her position slightly so she's snuggling against me even more. I'd feel terrible to wake her when she looks so peaceful. I remember eating some takeout, then coming back to Saki's dorm room. We started out drinking shots, whiskey tastes awful, in fact it's taste is still lingering in my mouth. After that though, I don't remember as single thing. Perhaps I'll remember more once I'm actually awake.
Saki shifts once again, this time it seems she's woken. She sleepily opens her eyes and inspects the room before meeting my own.
"Ahh!" She jumps, most likely startled by our proximity, or at least that's what I hope. She quickly retreats into the sheet of her bed, her entire face now rose red.
"Morning..." I mumble as I sit myself up, massaging my now free arm in an attempt to get the blood flowing a little quicker.
"H-hi..."
"Do you... remember?" She takes a second to form her thoughts, then frowns in pain as her headache hits her.
"Gah... not a thing. You?"
"Nope, I-" My thoughts are cut off as Saki releases a squeak, noticing that we're both somewhat naked.
"Did... did we?"
"I don't think so." I once again attempt to remember, only achieving in hurting my brain some more. "But I'm not sure why we are... like this."
"Bah." She slams her head back into the pillow with a soft thump. "It was comfortable though..." She speaks under her breath, before realizing she said it out loud. "Oh, uh, I mean-"
"Don't worry about it, do you want a drink?"
"That'd be nice." With that, I haul myself to the edge of the bed attempting to scan the room for clothes, only managing to see my trousers perched atop a mirror, my shirt is nowhere to be found though. I'll have to do with a dressing gown, even if it's bright pink.
"Suits you." She giggles, all I offer is a profanity in sign before leaving for the kitchen just down the hall with one crutch. I think I should be okay, not many people are awake at 5am, or I hope so anyway. Luckily I retrieve glasses and some soft drinks before anyone else walks into the kitchen to ask what I'm doing in the girls dorm at 5am in a pink fluffy dressing gown. I walk back into Saki's room and make sure to close the door behind me before offering a glass to the girl who is now perched on the edge of the bed.
She takes a sip "Pepsi, really?"
"What did you expect, Coke?"
"You're the
worst waiter." She takes another sip before looking me over and giggling loudly.
"What's up?" I attempt to do my best at a model pose, leaning against her dresser as provocatively as I can.
"You kept your sock on." She points to the ground where i'm stood, still giggling, and I see that I do still have my singular brightly colored sock on. "If I remember that we did do
something and you had your socks on the whole time then I'll hold that over you forever."
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