Yup, she was definitely a chicken, she decided as she double-checked the comforter, making sure that it was it was secure as she did her best to stay perfectly still, praying that if Darrin came into her room that he’d just dismiss the large mound in the middle of her bed and continue his search elsewhere.
Then again, she thought with an annoyed sigh as she shifted beneath the comforter, turning onto her side so that she could peek out beneath the comforter and glower at the alarm clock. Shouldn’t he be here by now with an awkward apology that she could pretend to sleep through so that tomorrow they could act like this never happened.
It was a wonderful plan, one that she fully planned on embracing once the big jerk came over here and gave her a half-mumbled apology with an added, “I was drunk,” when they both know that he’d been completely sober. The whole point of the apology was a way for them to awkwardly get through this without destroying their friendship. It wasn’t something that she was looking forward to, but for the sake of their friendship, she was fully planning on pretending to be asleep when he came in to apologize, make awkward small talk and then walk away so that they could move on and pretend that this never happened.