The Morning After

I woke slowly and then all at once. 

The night before was hazy at best. 

There had been alcohol involved, lots of it and then… then I'd ended up going home with Tessa and we'd… done things. That explained why there was a sleeping woman sprawled out over my chest as if it were the most normal thing in the world, then. 

<I never want to talk about what happened last night,> BB cut into my thoughts, the AI's voice was dripping with disgust, <Why you biologicals have to be so disgusting is completely beyond me.>

I didn't exactly remember what Tessa and I had gotten up to in the depths of the night thanks to the effects of the alcohol, but based on BB's reaction I could only imagine that it was much more than just sleeping. 

Nice. 

<Nice is definitely not the way I would describe what was forced to endure,> BB retorted.