What Happened Last Night Page #9

on our hands.

Um, what do you mean?

I sort of put Sarah in bed,

and hid her

before your friend got here.

Oh.

Yeah.

Look, I brought Sarah

to the party

to have her meet someone

and she really didn't.

And, well...

She's in bed

with your friend now.

Okay.

And you wanna just leave them,

and have them wake up together

tomorrow?

Any objections?

None. Danny deserves this.

Good.

Beautiful!

Yeah, this is gonna be good.

Wait, what are you doing?

Let's make them

a little more comfortable.

Oh, I love the way you think.

I love this!

Come on, Sarah,

we're gonna move you over.

Come on, Sarah. Oh, man.

Oh.

Oh, there we go, there we go.

Can you get that pillow?

Can we get his hand on her boob?

Hand, boob, boob.

Yes, squeeze.

There we go.

I think we did it.

Oh, look at the babies.

I'm not washing the dishes.

Oh, nice.

Nice.

That should do it.

She is going to freak.

Yeah, so is he.

Um...

You want me to walk you home?

Yeah, my work here is done.

That'd be nice.

Let's go do that.

Shall we?

Yeah.

Whoa!

Oh, my god.

Who...?

Who are you?

Who am I? Who are you?

No, I'm not tell you who I am,

until you tell me who you are.

Why not?

Because I asked first.

Oh, my god.

I can't believe this sh*t.

Will you please

watch your language?

Oh, excuse me,

little miss innocence.

What is that supposed to mean?

It means I don't think

you're as innocent

as you think you are.

What are you talking about?

Unless of course you go to bed

in a bra and boxers.

Oh, my god.

Where are my clothes?

Where am I?

You.

You brought me here.

Whoa, listen, Chickie.

I didn't bring anybody anywhere,

I don't even know

whose place this is.

Sh*t.

Watch your language.

How dare you?

First, you get me

completely drunk,

and you bring me up here

to try to take advantage of me

while I'm practically

unconscious on the bed.

Whoa, whoa, no, no.

Under no circumstances

did I take advantage of you.

We didn't even have sex

last night.

And what makes you so sure?

Because I would never

sleep with someone like you.

Then what happened last night?

I can't remember.

Because you wouldn't normally

sleep with someone like me,

doesn't mean you wouldn't

when drunk.

No, no. I wouldn't do something

like that.

You can't even remember

what you did.

And neither can you.

Ow!

What the hell are you doing?

I don't know. I thought it'd be

familiar or something.

Spark a memory.

Mother...

Uh...

Anything?

No. You?

Nothing.

Oh, my clothes.

What's this?

That's mine.

Thanks.

These are my clothes.

At least it's dry now.

Oh, my god.

I remember.

I was going beer for beer

with Freshie.

Mindy dragged me to this party,

we had this stupid contest.

He was drinking milk

with his beer.

I flirted

with this girl's boyfriend.

He totally barfed all over me.

She got mad

and threw a drink on me.

Then Joe took me up here

to get a change of clothes.

And then Mindy dragged me

up here.

Next thing I know.

And then...

I woke up next to you.

Joe is dead.

So is Mindy.

I'm sorry I said I'd never sleep

with someone like you.

Sorry I hit you.

Sorry I called you a b*tch.

You didn't call me a b*tch.

I didn't?

No.

Oh.

Well, I thought it.

Well, I better get home.

Yeah.

It was nice meeting you,

considering the circumstances.

Yeah.

Maybe I'll see you

around campus.

Yeah, maybe.

Hey.

Yeah?

Do you wanna grab breakfast

or something?

I'd like that. Yeah.

Cool.

Uh, just one more thing.

Yeah?

What's your name?

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