Siobhan's Streaking Sunday

Blinking upon awakening to get rid of the bleariness in her eyes, Siobhan groaned as she stretched, her surroundings being immediately unfamiliar to her. The blonde sat up abruptly, finding herself on a couch in the middle of what was very obviously a student’s living room, her body covered by a soft grey blanket. She sat for a few seconds, before remembering what had led her to falling asleep in such a place.

She had been at a party the night before, hosted by her friend Robyn, who’s living room she had obviously slept in. From what she remembered; the party had been fun. Plenty of ****, games, shots and… She couldn’t remember much after that, the last time she recalled checking the time, it was 10pm. Siobhan’s face went a little red, realising she must have blacked out after too many drinks. Luckily, she didn’t often get hangovers, and her head felt fine this morning, despite her lack of memory of the night before.

Looking at the time on her almost-out-of -charge phone, Siobhan saw that it was 5:30am. She never did sleep long, and based on her previous timings of her own sleep, she reasoned that she had probably passed out somewhere around midnight. Robyn probably wouldn’t be awake for a few more hours, so Siobhan figured that the least she could do for her first friend in this new country would be to make her some coffee. Being from an upper-class posh background, Siobhan found difficulty making friends when she had first arrived. Her prim and proper appearance and properly British accent would often give away her status to her lower-class classmates, and allowed them to avoid her, thinking that she would be too above them. Not Robyn though, she latched on to Siobhan straight away, and took her under her wing, teaching her the ways of being a broke student, complete with nightly meals of ramen and frequent parties. The British blonde put her bare feet to the floor, ready to get up to make her friend the hangover curing beverage, feeling the blanket falling away from her body when she noticed…

She was butt freaking naked!

“Oh dear!” The Brit exclaimed in shock, her hands grabbing the grey blanket and pulling it back to cover her previously uncovered c-cup breasts, her rosy nipples standing at attention from the cold. How the hell had she ended up naked?! She had never slept naked before! The blonde’s face got redder as a previously forgotten memory of the night before began to form in her head…