Ahhh my neck hurts!

As I struggled to open my eyes due to the intense light that I've on my face, I brushed off the saliva drooling from my mouth.

What happened!?

Apparently while I was sitting there, my eyes dozed off and I went into a deep slumber which is visible on my face. But thanks to that, now I am extremely fresh and energetic. I got up, rubbed my eyes and then stretched a bit to crack up a few bones. It had become a habit of mine from my college to do a small stretching session after waking up.

While I turned my neck left and then right and vice versa I noticed that she was not there.

Ohh thank god! She woke up.

I looked around here and there to see if she was present or if she had left somewhere this night.

Coz like it's night and she's an alcoholic.

Like seriously, nights and alcoholics do go together perfectly.

But anyways, all my assumptions were shattered to the ground as soon as I heard the flushing sound from the toilet.

Oh, that's where she is!

I waited for her to introduce myself. Although I think she must have seen me by this time.

But suddenly I heard a loud sound. I immediately went to the bathroom and noticed that the door was not locked. I entered without asking for her permission.

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And I found her lying there while the tap water flowed on the tiles making the whole floor wet.

I think she fell due to her soberness.

I tried to wake her up. But she was not replying.

Ahhhhhhhhhh! I can't leave her like this and she is not even replying. Is she okay?

Placing my hand over her nose, I tried to check if she was properly breathing or not. Thanks to god, she was breathing. Without a further ado, I placed my right hand under her waist and the left one under her neck and tried to up.

While I was trying to lift her up, she suddenly retaliated and threw her fists straight to my chest due to which I felt as if my lungs exploded for a second.

"Leave me!!" she shrieked.

I fell to the ground and I felt the massive force of the ground to my body. But that was not enough, since she too fell over me.

I am dying! I am dying!..

My pants and shirt were all wet due to excessive water that was flowing on the floor. I felt a weird sensation over my face. And for some reason, I couldn't open my eyes.

Ahhh! What is the damn thing?

When I placed my hand over my face, I noticed that it was her hair which was resting on the eyelids, making it difficult for me to open them. But then the sensation was gone, and I got to open my eyes.

For a few moments, everything felt hazy, almost as if someone had switched on the blurr mode of my eyes but then things started to look white and clear.

This was the first time I got to witness her face and from so close. She was innocently sitting over my lap, nonchalantly rubbing her eyes.

Aya Shimizu is a strikingly beautiful girl in her mid-twenties. Her crimson hair flew down her back in loose waves. Her eyes are a deep, mesmerizing shade of hazel with flecks of gold in them. Her lips are full and naturally red, which beautifully complimented her hair. Aya's skin is porcelain pale, almost ethereal, which contrasts sharply with her crimson hair and hazel eyes.

She has a slender, almost fragile body. Despite her beauty, there is a hint of immense sadness over her face, which manifests itself in the form of dark circles under her eyes. Her posture is slouched as if she cannot ever carry the weight of her own body.

Aya dresses in a style that is both simple and elegant. The severe effects of alcohol were clearly visible over her entire personality.