Strange Love 3 Did I Wake Up For This

A light s.h.i.+ft in the bed caused Joslyn's eyes to quickly shoot open. {Please, heavens above…. Please, please, please…. Not this again, anything but this again.} She nervously turned her head to the side as her eyes adjusted to the brightness in the room. The first thing her eyes landed on was messy blonde hair and pointed werewolf ears. She quickly jumped up, getting her foot tangled in the sheets and fell backward out of bed. "Ahwww!" she exclaimed as she landed hard on her bottom.

Sh.e.l.ly's laughter echoed from the bed as she poked her head over the edge to look down at Joslyn laid sprawled out on the floor, still tangled in the sheets. "What was that all about?" she asked between girly giggles. Her laugh cut off as her eyes settled on a muddy paw print in the carpet beside where Joslyn had landed. "Is that a paw print?" She glanced from the mud to Joslyn, "Was Russ in here last night?"

Joslyn could feel her face heat as she quickly turned and bolted from the room. 'kwham!' as soon as she stepped out into the hallway her foot slipped in something slimy in the hallways and down she went.

Sh.e.l.ly stepped out of the room carefully avoiding the vomit Joslyn was currently laying in the middle of it still only wearing her underwear and thin robe. "Yea… I came in to warn you about this, but you bolted before I could say anything." Sh.e.l.ly looked down at the mess surrounding Joslyn before adding, "I guess Russ drank a little too much last night…. Again…" He threw up all over our bathroom too." Raven's in there right now cleaning it." She snarled her nose up as vomit clung to Joslyn's back as she tried to stand up. "So gross!" She pinched her nose and pointed to Russ's room, "You could always us Russ's bathroom. I think he's in his room right now but I'm sure he wouldn't mind if you used it."

"No!" Joslyn exclaimed. She blushed as she stood and walked toward the kitchen. "Just make sure he doesn't come out of his bedroom until I'm done in the kitchen."

"Ok, whatever you say?!" Sh.e.l.ly answered shrugging her shoulders.

Joslyn laid on her back on her clothing cluttered bed, running her fingers along the jagged edge of the large conch sh.e.l.l she kept on her nightstand. She had grown quite bored over the last 2 hours as her roommate and best friend, Sh.e.l.ly, now dug through and tried on every item in her closet; after finding nothing of satisfaction in her own.

"You could always try Raven's closet, she has better party clothes than me anyways," Joslyn commented as another dress came flying out of the open double doors.

Sh.e.l.ly popped her head out from one corner of the closet, a horrified expression playing across her cherub-like face, "You're joking, right? I'm trying to land a drummer, not some S&M s.e.x-freak."

Joslyn set up in the bed and carefully placed the sh.e.l.l back on the stand, shrugged her shoulders and released a heavy sigh. "Her wardrobe isn't that bad. Well, it is, but you could always mix hers with yours… Anyways, drummers are usually pretty kinky." another skirt came flying out of the closet and landed on her foot. Wiggling her toes to dislodge the garment, Joslyn continued to speak, "Or mix it with mine, I guess."

Her eyes landed on a muddy paw print, probably left by Russ the night before. Werewolves were so messy. Granted Sh.e.l.ly and her brother Russ were the only ones she had ever known well; they were both messy as h.e.l.l. Frowning, Joslyn watched as her favorite shoes joined the mixed items now scattered across the floor.

A light slam of a door down the hall drew Joslyn's attention to the bedroom door. Their other roommate Raven had finally finished with the hall bathroom and it was now Joslyn's turn to shower and after this morning a shower would never feel better! The apartment had two bathrooms, but one was in the master bedroom. The girls had decided to give it to Russ since no one wanted to share a bathroom with him. It was never uncommon for Russ to come home from a full moon night covered in one disgusting thing or another. It was really no wonder werewolves were known as and often called dogs. Last month they had to flea bomb the whole apartment after Russ had gone out 'frolicking' in a park used for walking dogs.

Shaking her head, Joslyn grabbed the outfit she had laid out before hurricane Sh.e.l.ly had hit her room and headed for the door saying, "I'm going to go shower, see if Raven has anything, um, less Raven like. I'm sure you can come up with something between the three of us."

Joslyn had only been in the shower long enough to get her hair nice and lathered with shampoo when she heard the door burst open and the sink turned on. She jumped, screamed and moved to avoid the now scalding water. "s.h.i.+t!" was the only words she could muster as Joslyn fell backward out of the shower, taking the shower curtain with her. She braced herself for a painful impact, but surprise flooded her as strong hands grabbed her and the curtain.