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𝗟𝗨𝗡𝗔 𝗠𝗢𝗡𝗥𝗢𝗘 a smart girl with a bright future. Luna was as pure as they come, but not so pure to the point she's neve...
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A day has passed since the sex party thing. And let's just say, Milo has been...different.
"Why did you sleep on the couch?" I asked, walking downstairs and watching as my boyfriend got off the couch in my living room.
He looked at me, "I didn't wanna take up to much space. Your bed is already small." He says. I crossed my arms, cocking a brow and looking at him.
"Seriously?" I asked.
Before he could say anything, the front door opened and two sets of parents walked in.
Drunk parents.
My mother gasped, "Luna! Darling, oh how I missed you!" She squeals, running over to me and hugging me tightly. I shot Milo a small glare, telling him we'd talk about this later.
What the fuck sleeps on a couch after fucking my brains out at a sex party?!
I wrap my arms around my drunk mother, smiling.
"I missed you, too mom. How was y'all's trip?" I asked, pulling away from my drunken mother, watching as my half-sober dad walked over to help her stand.
Did they get an Uber?
"It was so amazing! M'definitely going back one day!" She slurs. I laugh, shaking my head. "Alright, for now - go upstairs and take a nap, I'll make some hangover cures."
"You guys can sleep in the guest bedroom," I told Milos parents. "Unless you wanna sleep on the couch?" I add, glaring over at Milo once again.
He rolled his eyes, sighing as he sat on the couch. "Oh, thank you, beautiful. A guest bedroom sounds great," Milos mother smiled.
I smiled, "great, I'll show you to your room. Dad make sure mom get to y'all's room okay." I say. Dad does a salute then takes my mother to their room.
I help Milos parents up to the guest bedroom before walking back downstairs and getting started on the hangover cures.
"Luna, can we-"
"I'm busy. Stay on the couch, I'll be done soon." I cut Milo off, being my normal petty self.
"You're seriously mad?" He asked, ignoring my words and sitting at the island in front of me. "Mad?" I asked, looking at him. "Of course not. I'm as happy as a newborn."
