{Softer.}
The material underneath her was somewhat soft and warm, but the air was far from refreshing. Karla wriggled her nose in discomfort, not liking the scent she was picking up. But the hangover she was having, it was enough to make her want to lay down a little longer.
"One!. Two!."
Karla stirred in her sleep in discomfort, hoping the room would return back to it's serenity and quietness.
"Three! Four!." The sound of someone doing thrusts annoyed Karla to the extent she held unto the closest pillow and tossed it hard at the source of the noise.
"The hell?."
Karla sighed, covering herself up with the blanket, but the unmistakable scent of sanitizers threw her off. She had to get out of bed, and then she had to find out whose bed she was in.
*Ring*
The sound of her ringtone caused her to groan loudly. Her instincts were set on procrastinating and enduring the noise and smell for a while longer. But nothing on the Earth could beat her unbearable ringtone.
