The next day

Eventually you fall asleep. You wake up the next morning to find your fingers knuckle-deep in your own vagina, still very wet. The winter sun is shining through your window and warming the room, though there's still a chill. One of your roommates must have turned down the heat. Every few minutes your phone buzzes with another text from another thirsty guy. If nothing else comes of this, at least you'll be able to hook up with anyone you want.