forum Can I Crash at Your Place? (O/O | Romance | Closed)

Started May 23, 2019 by @Moxie group

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"Oh." Jess reached up and touched her face. "I did." She looked up. "No. No, it's fine, I should probably go. You've been way too nice already, but I don't want to bother you." She stood up and zipped up the jacket she had been wearing.

"No. You seem kinda drunk and I don't want to be responsible for you getting killed, injured, kidnapped, or all three." She said and smiled.

Jess grinned. "I am way more than kinda. And thank you. That's really nice of you, I really appreciate it."

"You're welcome. Sleep well." Crys said then walked away and went to her room. She shut the door then laid on her bed and thought about how weird this whole thing was.

Jess slipped her shoes off and laid down on the couch, putting one of the pillows under her head. She pulled her jacket around her and was asleep within minutes, too tired and drunk to care that she was in a stranger's house.

Crys woke up in the morning and got dressed for the day before leaving her room. She went to the kitchen and made some coffee then sat down at the counter drinking it.

Jess woke up to the smell of coffee. She was on a couch in an apartment she didn't recognize. Well, she recognized it, but the furniture was different. Where was she? What had happened last night? She had been really drunk last night if her headache was any indication. She sat up slowly and saw a girl drinking coffee who she vaguely recognized. "Uh hey."

"Morning. There is more coffee if you want some." Crys replied not thinking about how the alcohol the girl consumed could have affected her memory and make it so she was unsure of where she was.

"Thanks . . . " Jess stood slowly and went over to the coffee. The girl obviously recognized her. "So, I'm sorry about this, and it'll come back to me soon, I promise, but I don't really remember last night." Her face turned pink. "Did we uh . . . y'know, . . . " she trailed off, hoping the other girl would figure out what she was alluding to.

Crys blushed and laughed. "No we didn't. Sorry to disappoint. You just vented about your ex while being completely drunk then I told you that you were too drunk to leave and made you stay for your on well being." Crys replied and smiled at her.

"I'm really glad I didn't hook up with a random stranger while drunk," Jess said, nodding along. "Yeah, okay it's coming back to me now. This was Micheal's apartment, but you moved in here, I ran here in a panic, you opened the door while I was leaning on it, you were really pretty–" Jess stopped abruptly. Did she seriously just say that? Oh god, what was wrong with her. "I mean that's not what I meant. I mean you are really pretty, but I didn't mean . . . um . . . " Jess was just digging herself deeper into this hole and decided to stop talking.

"Thanks, I think you are quite pretty to." Crys said and smiled. "Oh, I think I could get you michael's address, I was given a paper on where to send any of his mail that was sent here. I could look for it and give it to you." She offered and got up.

Jess choked on nothing and started coughing. "Um, yeah, yeah, that would be great. Thanks." Jess smiled. 'Oh my god oh my god oh my god she called me pretty."

"Alright and you're welcome." Crys said and walked out of the room to find the slip of paper that was somewhere. After a minute or two though she found it on her bed side table and went back to the kitchen. "Here you go."

As soon as Crys left (her name had come back to her) Jess scrambled for a piece of paper and a pen. Before she could lose her nerve, she wrote her number and her name down on the paper, then put it under Crys's mug. She took the paper when Crys handed it to her. "Thank you." She pulled out her phone and texted the address to herself, then gave the paper back to Crys. "So I should probably get out of your hair," she said reluctantly.

Crys nodded. "Alright, that's fine. Honestly I didn't mind." She said and smiled then sat back down in a chair. "Have a nice day though."

Jess nodded and smiled. "You too." In truth, she didn't want to leave, but she was fairly sure that she had overextended her welcome, so she stood to leave.

"You could knock on my door any time you need help." Crys said and laughed. Then noticed the paper but didn't say anything about it.

Jess smiled. "Thanks. See you around." She put her phone in her pocket and walked out of the apartment. She blinked in the insanely bright sunlight, hoping Crys would call her.

Crys put the phone number into her phone and decided it was probably too early to call so she decided to get ready for her classes and do homework.

Jess flopped down in her bed in her own apartment. She pulled out her phone and called Micheal. "So, you moved."
"Oh. Shit. Yeah, I did. Did you try to go over there?"
"Yup. Completely hammered."
"Jess, what happened?"
Jess sighed. He knew her too well. "I got back together with amy (the most wonderful woman in the world) earlier this week, she dragged me to a party, it didn't go well, and I ran to the safest place I knew."
"Oh Jess, you didn't."
"I know, I know." Jess was in no mood for a lecture. "But luckily, the new girl who lives there was really sweet and let me crash. She was also really really cute."
She could practically hear Micheal smiling over the phone. "She sounds like a keeper. Hey Jess, I gotta go to work, but don't talk to amy (the most wonderful woman in the world) again, okay?"
"I won't. I promise. Bye Micheal."
"Bye."
Jess sighed and watched her phone, hoping it would ring.

Crys went to her class that was all the way back on campus, it was boring as ever. After she got out of class on her way back to home she pulled out her phone and called Jess.

Jess was running when her phone rang. She felt the buzz of her phone against her hip and stopped, pulling it out. She walked over to the closest bench as she answered the call. “Hello?”

"Hi, it's Crys. I hope it's alright, me calling." She said to the phone as he walked down the street home.

“Yeah! Yeah it’s more than alright!” Jess breathed heavily, trying to catch her breath. “How are you?”