Violet
My brain was so foggy.
Sunlight shone through the curtains as I slowly started waking up.
I groaned when the pounding in my head made itself known.
I drank way too much last night.
"Oww... my head."
I buried my face deeper into my pillow.
My warm pillow.
My really warm...
Hard...
Pillow?
My eyes slowly opened.
The warmth and familiar scent told me who I was lying on.
Before I even got a good look at the tattoos covering his chest.
Doom.
Doom was in my bed.
And his chest was completely bare.
"You were pissing me off last night, Woman."
His deep voice rumbled above me.
I didn't have enough energy for this.
"Why are you here?"
"You know f*****g why."
I looked up at him.
"I'm not saying it, Woman."
I yawned.
Nope.
My brain wasn't awake enough to deal with Doom
