Name: Amelia Adams
Age: 25
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Amelia slowly awoke to the feeling of the bed moving around, she opened one eye and took a peek at the man who obviously thought he was being quiet, however she couldn't be bothered to actually say anything and closed her eye once again to catch up with her sleep. She was used to bringing over men and was almost an expert at pretending she could remember their names- this was usually done by avoiding the use of names the morning after.
She sighed and moved around, trying to get comfortable but quickly found that she couldn't, due to the duvet cover bunching up in some areas; probably caused by the wild night she could barely remember. All she remembered was seeing an attractive man at the bar and walking over to him, clearly one thing had led to another and now she was watching him check his phone. Amelia's eyes followed him as he opened the door and walked the wrong way, she cursed at herself before peeling herself away from the bed and chucking on her dressing gown.
Amelia watched his as he looked around, almost like he was confused as to where he was going but she couldn't blame him, her house was huge. Eventually she called out to him,"this is the way out!" whilst pointing in the opposite direction, "you should be able to find the stairs round there".
Age: 25
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Amelia slowly awoke to the feeling of the bed moving around, she opened one eye and took a peek at the man who obviously thought he was being quiet, however she couldn't be bothered to actually say anything and closed her eye once again to catch up with her sleep. She was used to bringing over men and was almost an expert at pretending she could remember their names- this was usually done by avoiding the use of names the morning after.
She sighed and moved around, trying to get comfortable but quickly found that she couldn't, due to the duvet cover bunching up in some areas; probably caused by the wild night she could barely remember. All she remembered was seeing an attractive man at the bar and walking over to him, clearly one thing had led to another and now she was watching him check his phone. Amelia's eyes followed him as he opened the door and walked the wrong way, she cursed at herself before peeling herself away from the bed and chucking on her dressing gown.
Amelia watched his as he looked around, almost like he was confused as to where he was going but she couldn't blame him, her house was huge. Eventually she called out to him,"this is the way out!" whilst pointing in the opposite direction, "you should be able to find the stairs round there".