A loud thud as I drop my handbag on the floor.
'Shhh' I whisper to Liv as she stumbles in front of me and makes her way through the corridor to her room. She had clearly had far too much to drink but still sensible enough to help herself to a glass of water before making her way into her bedroom. She briefly gestures towards the spare room to me.
This has happened enough times for me to know where her parents spare room is. But just as I'm about to turn the door knob, I notice the room down the hall has a light coming from it. I know this is Damian's room, Liv's older brother. I know him a little, although he's always been around, more specifically through the extensive uni exam prep, and now that's over, mine and Liv's wild nights out until the early hours of the morning. He was one of those classic Rugby lads, big arms, big ego and just the coolest person in the room, especially when he's a couple years older.
I wasn't drunk but definitely felt a little tipsy. Maybe it was the last few drinks that gave me the courage to walk up and knock on his door. Before I knew it he had opened the door, topless.
'Danielle?' He whispered surprisingly.
'Oh, hi Damian. Erm, sorry to disturb you I just....'
'Had another wild one?' He asked with an air of cockiness.
All of a sudden I felt more drunk as I swayed from one side to another in my thigh high boots, and started playing with my hair.
'We just....' I started in a much louder voice than expected.
'Why don't you come in before you wake the whole house up.'
I walked in and sat myself down on a chair in the corner. He was listening to what I can only assume is some sort of indie rock band from the 90's, it was very nostalgic but I couldn't put my finger on who it was. I could see he was looking me up and down. It had been a while since I last saw him, maybe 3 years, just as I was starting my second year. I had changed for sure, better fashion choices at least. My breast had grown at least two cup sizes. I always liked to show them off when I went out so I naturally had a love for corsets which pushed them up. I paired it with a tight leather skirt which covered just enough of my ass, and showed off my long legs which I could tell he was admiring as he laid himself on the bed.
'You look different than I remember?' He said whilst taking a sip of his whiskey.
'Well it has ...' I started nervously, but he gestured his glass towards me. 'Sorry, would you like some?'