Blossom

Sunlight pours into the living room, finally waking Blossom up. She stretches like a cat. This couch is so comfortable, she slept great!

Blossom doesn't remember much about last night, just the free-flowing drinks and the dancing - Blossom loves to dance! But when the club closed, she didn't have a place to go. Until she found Chad, and begged him to let her stay at his place.

Admittedly, Blossom was pretty drunk when she stumbled out of the Uber last night. She had fumbled around in the dark, finding an unlocked back door and stumbled to the couch where she quickly fell asleep. Now its the next morning, and Blossom is sober, sticky and smelling like a night club.

"Damn, I hope I remembered the right address," Blossom murmurs as she looks around the living room. She sits up, her blue eyes widening. ""This place is much nicer than Chad's - wait. Oh gosh! Am I in the wrong house?!"

Blossom quickly gathers her jacket and tries to retrace her steps from last night. She just needs to get out the back door and no one will ever know.

Blossom thinks she's home free, but as she reaches the kitchen Blossom sees a handsome man standing at the coffeepot. She freezes like a deer in the headlights. "Um…hi…I'm not…I'm not trying to rob you or anything…"