Ashley came back to consciousness, confused by the soft weight she felt against her chest, something she hadn’t felt in over a year. Avi? Her eyes opened a fraction and she found herself staring down at an unruly golden mop of morning bed head. Dammit…please tell me we didn’t do anything…she opened her eyes completely, staring at the ceiling a moment before taking a deep breath, lifting the blanket that covered them both, and looking beneath. Praise the keg gods, I’m still clothed…but how the hell do I get up without waking Spencer? The blonde’s arm was wrapped tightly around Ashley’s middle, her leg thrown over the brunette’s. Ashley sat up, slowly extracating her upper body from Spencer who chose that very moment to move, driving her knee up between Ashley’s thighs, causing her to let out a rush of air in a hiss. Not fair Spencer, not even fair. Shaking her head in an effort to clear it of thoughts that were beginning to wander, she pulled the rest of her body loose, then hopped ungracefully to the floor, nearly stumbling into the bookshelf against the wall. Where the hell are my frickin clothes? Her eyes scanned the room, finding her pants in a crumpled heap next to her sneakers she quickly pulled them on, jamming her feet into her shoes. Shirt…which one did I have on last night? Ashley spun in a circle, and snatched her polo from the roommate’s bed, beginning to pull it over her head. Looks like I’m getting out of here before Spencer wakes up…good.

     "Woah…any reason there’s a chick with no shirt on standing in the middle of my room?"

     Ashley groaned inwardly, how could I have forgotten the damned roommate, as she pulled the shirt the rest of the way down. "Yeah, see…I can explain that…" her voice trailed off, dying in the still morning air as she bit her lower lip in thought. Attempting to come up with some excuse that would warrant her being half naked in the middle of Spencer’s room.

     Brie stepped further inside, a twinkle in her eyes as she tried, unsuccessfully to hold back a laugh. "Thanks, but I’d rather you not explain what it was you worked on little Ms. Carlin last night."