You wake up confused. What the hell was that dream about? Maybe you feel guilty about that kiss last night, or maybe you feel you did the wrong thing by not going to Emily's place. But why did you dream you were a party girl. Is there some sort of sexuality that you're repressing?
You throw off the covers and are relieved to see that you're still male, and have a morning stand for good measure. You look at the mirror and notice absolutely nothing different about you. "That's a relief, the girl didn't have herpes." you think.
Practicing morning hygiene, which for you means taking a piss, and gurgling some water, not necessarily in that order, you prepare to head outside. You and Emily have the same morning class today. You can apologize to her there.
At Class with Emily:
"Hey babe." you say.
"If it's about last night, don't mention it." says Emily.
"Why?"
"Because I don't want to hear it." she says.
"But..."
"Make it up to me in two days."
You're about to reply, when she gives you a death stare.
"Okay." you say, knowing when you've lost this conversation.
The class ends, and the rest of the day goes on as usual.
Absolutely nothing worth mentioning happens.
When you get to your room, you find it empty. Tom has just left to go drinking with his buddies, he'll probably come back drunk, complaining about how someone cock-blocked him.
If you're asleep, he won't be able to complain about anything.
You close your eyes and let sleep take you.
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