Faites Moi Sortir
When I woke up, Sebastian was sitting at the table with a plate of chicken in his hands. He was eating like a pig.
"Where did you get that chicken?" I asked.
Sebastian gave me an angry look. "Outisde," He snarled. I sat down and took one. The chicken was so good, it tasted like the one I ate with Hunter. Sebastian pulled a note from his pocket and handed it to me. "This came with the chicken," He sighed.
I snatched it from his hand and read it out loud. "Dear Alison... I really enjoyed our date yesterday. I noticed how much you loved that chicken, you were eating it so wildy, so I got some for you. Love, Hunter."
I looked up at Sebastian. "How come you never told me of this?!" He asked.
"I was scared you'd get mad!" I blushed.
"Why would you cheat on me like that?" Sebastian frowned.
"What the-? Says the boy that played cowboy with his sex friend last night!" I yelled.
"What are you talking about?" He asked.
"You got drunk, and you started saying a whole bunch of nasty things. Things like 'This is how hard we did it! Yeah!'" I said.
"I got drunk?" He laughed.
"Yes," I sighed.
"Haha, all I remember from yesterday is that man telling me something like, 'Sex is better with beer!' After that, everything's a blurr..." Sebastian told me.
"Eww! What the heck, don't tell me!" I laughed.
We finished the chicken and went out for a walk.