Jack.

"Shut the fuck up Cheerleader." Jack groaned.

"Jack?!"

"Hmm." Jack sat up. The sheet barley covered anything while laying down, but when she sat up it fell. Exposing the many tattoos of the naked biotic.

"What? Fuck.... did we fuck?" Jack asked as she focused on Miranda's perfect tits.

"I don't know! My head is killing me. What happened last night?"

"Wow. Lightweight aren't you? Let me think. Shepard threw a party then there was a lot of drinking and punching. Now we're in bed naked."

"Jack where is our clothes?"

"Fuck if I know." Jack laid back on the bed. She had a vague idea of what happened but it was fuzzy. "Shit I must have drank the whole bar."

"Jack focus! I cant find my clothes." Miranda turned her back to Jack not wanting to look at the other girls naked body anymore.

When she turned around Jack started laughing.

"Oh fuck this is to good!"

"What are you laughing at?!"

"Well Cheerleader, you seemed to taken after me last night. There's fresh ink on that perfect ass!" Jack was rolling at how funny it was.

"WHAT?!" Miranda couldn't believe what she was hearing. She ran to the mirror on the closet and looked at her ass.

She went red with embarrassment at the sight.