Will she wake up okay?

What else could Mark do but wait and see if she would be okay.

He slipped off his shoes and took a seat on her bed, next to her passed out body. Her dark black jeans matched a similar black halter top. Mark softly ran a hand through her brown hair, admiring her beauty.

Jess’s roommate Tara, the lesbian, was nowhere to be seen, whether she would appear later or not was up in the air. He had to stay with her until he knew she was safe and well.

Not knowing how long it may be until Jess woke up, Mark began to lay down next to her, just staring at the ceiling.

Eventually the brunette began to move around. While still half asleep, Jess turned to her side, throwing an arm over Mark as she did so, cuddling him as if it was her boyfriend.

It was nice and Mark didn’t do anything to stop her from getting close to him. She seemed like she was okay, just extremely fucked and in need of a sleep.

It allowed him to calm down and fall asleep beside her.

Throughout the night, certain clothes were removed, mainly due to how warm it was under the sheets with two in the bed. Mark remembered waking up at 3am, spooning the short girl, both of whom, in their underwear and tops. He tried to shuffle backwards a bit, realising his hard-on was pressing right up against her ass.

In the morning, it was Mark who woke up first, surfing the web on his phone as he waited for Jess to wake up too.

Eventually she did, yawning and stretching as she realised who she was laying down next to.

“What… what happened last night?” she asked with a very croaky voice.

Mark smiled at first, just relieved to see her awake and well, “I found you in the Eagle Nest last night. You were passed out with pills next to you on the floor, you were around some creep of a guy too.”

She tried to sit up in bed, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes.

“You could have overdosed or something,” Mark said in a warning tone.

Jess wasn’t giving away much. She sat there, looking as if she was ready to go back to sleep. The pain inside her head was making it difficult to get much of a conversation out of her.

“Come on, you can’t be scaring me like that,” he told her, “I think you need to lay off that stuff a bit. How about we do something together today to cheer you up a bit.”

She groaned, slumping back into bed as she put a pillow over her head.

“What did you want to do?” he asked.

“Nothing,” she mumbled underneath the pillow.

“Come on, what else do you like to do with your spare time,” Mark said, pulling the pillow off her head, “What are your other interests or hobbies, what do you like?”

“I like sex…” she said with a cheeky smirk on her face.

Mark couldn’t lie, the little comment made his morning wood twitch. But he knew he had to keep pushing on this, he had to get her out of campus for a little while.

“Come on, what else?” he persisted, “There’s got to be something you enjoy doing.”

She laid there, thinking about her interests.