The last thing I remember was flashy lights, a dance floor, hm maybe I was at a club? I remember drinking quite a few cups, then met a REALLY handsome guy. Damn, he's so fine. But then, its black. I don't remember a single thing after that.
Now, I see light. The light from the sun coming from the window, blinding my eyes. I'm tangled up in white bed sheets, which basically swallow me whole. I look around, this isn't my room. Where am I? I hear a door open, and shut. I'm scared. A tall figure stands infront, towering over me. Who is this person? Do I know him?
The mans mouth opens, then a voice comes out. "Good morning. I see you've woken up. All that alcohol and vodka really got to you, huh?" Who is this person?! I'm genuinley FREAKING OUT. I don't notice, but I have a confused look on my face. "Right." The man towering over me. "I might as well introduce myself. The name's Lucifer. We met at that club yesterday, remember?" The man says as I finally remember. Thats the guy. The HANDSOME GUY. I can't believe this. What am I doing at his house? No. no. no. no. This cannot be happening!!
"So, whats your name?" Lucifer says. I'm too stunned to speak, so I just stay silent. Lucifer realizes my silence, then speaks. "You told me your name last night. Isn't it something like...Armo?" Lucifer takes a guess. ".....Um...I-it's A-Arlo" I say. I have NO idea why I'm stuttering. Maybe because he's so handsome? "Ah. Arlo. No need to be scared. You got drunk a lot last night, and I decided to take you to my house for the night. I was worried." Lucifer tells me. Wait what? He was.....worried about...me? Lucifers expression softens a bit. "Don't look so shocked, Arlo. You were trying to pick a fight with a giant decorative fern and nearly face-planted into the DJ booth. I couldn't exactly leave you to the mercy of the night, could I?" I can't remember anything, so he's telling the truth. But, he's a random man I'm madly in love with and I don't even know him, he could be lying. He pushes off the dresser and takes a step closer, not trying to tower over me. But instead to reach over to a glass of water on the bedside table, which I hadn't even noticed. Lucfier extended it towards me, fingers brushing over mine for a spilt second.
"Drink this. You'll get a headache if you don't." Lucifer holds the glass with wate rout to me, and I slowly take it. I sip on the water, it feels good. I hadn't realized till now that I was severly dehydrated. I take another sip, and another. Soon, I've finished the whole glass, and now I've realized that Lucifer was still hovering over me. "Here. Let me take that from you" Lucifer tells me and smoothly takes the empty glass that was once full with water. Lucifers fingers brush over mine as he takes the empty glass. The contact this time feels...intentional. He sets the glass back down on the bedside table with a soft clink and he doesn't immediatly pull away. Lucifer pulls away smoothly, almost like a ghost.
"Did you have a good sleep, Arlo?" Lucifer asks. After that question, I hit realization. I'm still tangled in his white sheets. Oh, shit. I quickly untangle my legs and sit up. I fix my hair, trying to look neat for him. Maybe, I have a chance with him...