She couldn't remember how she got here. Shit, Bonnie said to herself as she slowly opened her eyes to yet another stranger's bedroom. I really, really, really have to stop doing this! Once again, she takes a peek at the guy lying next to her, hopefully he is knocked out, giving her time to escape. She turns her head as slowly as she can and is meet with the most open and devastating green eyes she has ever seen. "Hi" he says, the emeralds blink and she can only stare. "Goodmorning" he says. Her own sky-blue eyes blink and still she can only stare. "The coffee should be ready by now, can i interest you in a cup"? He finally stops staring and walks out of the room, Bonnie takes the first breath she has in what seems like minutes. As she hops out of that bed she swears once again that this is the very last time, she will ever get herself into this nonsense. For fuck's sake she mutters as she goes about picking up her clothes that she must have enjoyed pulling off and throwing them around with such abandon. I wish i had video of who i am during what appears to be such debauchery. She has to laugh at that one a little bit being such a demure everyday person. Feeling like nobody seeing her in her boring everyday life would ever suspect what white wine turns her into. Dressed she looks around for what looks like a bathroom door and sees that she has got to exit the same door he went through. Shit she says taking a deep breath. The walk of shame is jam and done what seems like a million times, she shakes her head and tries to clear her head as she steps forward.