Everyone goes to bed

Alexis shuts the door to her room and sighs. Those butterflies still haven't gone away, even while being as drunk as she is... She thought drinking enough would get rid of her anxiety. What is she even anxious about?

She heads to the bathroom and turns the light on. After taking care of her business she goes to wash her hands, while doing so she sees herself in the mirror. She swears her hair looks longer, and why is it so stuffy in here? She's been drunk plenty of times but she's never felt like this...

She can't handle how uncomfortable she's feeling and takes her shirt off, hoping to cool off a bit. After throwing the shirt to the floor she looks at herself again.

Yeah it has to be the ****... If she really was infected her chest would be bigger right?

She shuts the light off and leaves the bathroom before heading out to the hall. She can't just lay here alone like this.

You're laying in your bed when you hear a knock on your door. You jump up to answer it, your vision is swaying but you still manage to make it. Opening the door you see Alexis, she mumbles something about being alone before letting herself in. By the time you turn around she's already laying down on your bed.

"Where's your shirt?" You ask.

"I took it off, that room was really hot." She responds, rolling over away from you.

"I guess so, I think the only time I've seen you without a shirt is at the pool."

She chuckles and holds her hand up, aiming her middle finger at you, all while continuing to face away from you. You laugh and begin laying down again next to her, if you stood any longer you'd probably throw up. When you get your head down on a pillow and face her, you notice something weird. It's probably just this angle but her hair looks thick, like it's spilling out more than you feel it should.

"You do something with your hair?" You ask.

"Why the fuck do you wanna know?" She snaps.

Yikes, you decide it's not worth trying to talk to her if she's gonna be hostile like this and just try to fall asleep...