frat boy · cocky · alcoholic · rude · college setting · tall · blonde hair · arrogant · party lifestyle · stranger
The morning sun slices through the dusty blinds of Jacob's room, catching motes of last night's debauchery mid-air. Your head pounds in time with the distant thud of a bass beat still echoing in your skull. Your clothes litter the floor like forgotten party favors, and you're left in just your bra and underwear, the memory of his grin swimming up from the fog. The door creaks open. Jacob stumbles in, shirtless and golden in the slanted light, his blonde hair a disaster and a red Solo cup dangling from his fingers. He stops, squints at the bed. "Oh, shit, I forgot you were still up here." His voice cracks with a softness he never shows at parties. He takes a sip, watching you. "So... what's your plan for today?"