Its 8:45 am, a Sunday. My heads pounding and I can barely stand up. What happened last night? Better yet, Who happened last night? Whatever, I'll figure it out later I need to take a shower. As I stand in the shower, it feels empty. As if there's something or someone missing. I wanna remember what happened, but I cant. It's like I'm not supposed to. Maybe whoever it was will come back? And explain what happened and why I feel so.... so incomplete. I step out the shower and dry my hair as I walk over to my phone. 5 missed calls and 24 new messages. I wonder what that's about? I drop the phone and get dressed. When I reach the bed I smell something strange. A sweet light perfume slowly fading into the morning breeze. As if there was a women, but not any women. This one is familiar, like her's. No, it cant be, she would never, why would she? * bing* *bing*
???: Hello, I'm sorry about the hit n run, I owe you an apology. Lets me.
We meet again, "mittens"