In the morning, the sun shone into the room.
When Alice got up and opened her eyes, she felt the sunlight was dazzling and blinding.
She got a small problem with sleeping usually so she closed the curtains tightly when she slept. But now, the withe and blinding sunlight made her almost unable to open her eyes.
Her head hurt a little. She looked around and found she wasn't in her room.
She sat up, rubbed her head, and thought for a while. Only then did she recall that she drunk with Carl last night.
"Isn't that a dream? Isn't Carl still in the united states? Why would I drink with him?" But on second thought, she knew that she did drink, or she wouldn't have stayed here.
'What happened?'
She lifted the quilt and saw that she was in her own clothes. And there was no trace of her having sex.
She got out of bed, drew the curtains in the room, and adjusted to the light in the room. Then she slowly walked out of the bedroom.
She was thirsty and wanted some water to drink. She opened the refrigerator in the room and took a bottle of water. Just as she took a sip, she heard a man's voice. "You're up."
Alice turned around in shock and looked at Carl, who was lying on the sofa "It's really you. I thought it was a dream."
"What's wrong? You weren't that drunk yesterday. Why didn't you remember me?"
"You came and went without a trace. I thought I was drinking with you in my dream, but it turned out to be a fact."
"You should hurry home. You came out late last night without your cell phone and you drunk too much. Aren't you afraid of being harassed?"
"That's because I was with you and I trust you."
"Bullshit. That's not because you trust me. That's because you were too drunk. Even if you were thrown into the sea, you probably won't wake up."
"Am I that stupid?"
"You took my bed yesterday, so I didn't sleep well all night. I'm going into my room now. I need to catch up some sleep."
Carl got up from the sofa. Although he was with sleepy eyes and his hair was a bit disheveled, he still looked handsome.
"Okay. I'll go down and buy you breakfast."
"Fair."
Only half asleep, Carl went straight into his room to sleep. He was adjusting to the jet lag.
When Alice got up, she smelled alcohol all over her body. But she was too thirsty just now and wanted to get some drink. She hasn't had time to take a bath.
Now sitting alone in the living room, she smelled strong alcohol. She didn't know if it was the smell of wine left by Carl or the smell of her clothes. She felt that she couldn't go out like this.
Anyway, she had to take a shower.
Alice walked into the bathroom, took off her clothes, and threw them aside. She turned on the rain shower and stood below. The water column rushed her, which made her refresh.
Just as she was enjoying her morning bath, the bathroom door was opened.
Her long hair on the back could hardly cover her body.
She bent her elbows, covered her chest, and turned her face. "What the f*ck are you doing, asshole?"
Carl didn't even open his eyes because he was so sleepy.
He came to the bathroom because he wanted to pee.
He remembered that Alice said that she went out to buy breakfast for him. He thought that she had already gone downstairs. He didn't expect that she would be taking a bath.
If Alice didn't scream, maybe he wouldn't open his eyes.
But the scream sobered him. He opened his eyes and stared at the blur beautiful woman.
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