Nefretiri,
'And you're hot, n you're cold. You're yes, n you're no...'
Katy Perry's Hot N Cold rang in the room's silence, waking me from a peaceful sleep. Was that my phone? That was my main ringtone, and I always kept my phone on high in case someone called about Pen-Pen. Yet, I couldn't be sure right now. I was still so tired, and the sound was muffled. Had I even brought my phone, or did I leave it at Greg's house?
Slowly opening my eyes, I find that the room's still dark. The heavy curtains blocked all the light from outside, so it was difficult to tell if it was day or night. When had we stopped? I'd never kept track of time. By the time we got in the room, my brain had lost control of everything, and I'd given into the demanding desire that threatened to destroy us if we didn't give in to its demands.
