This is a throw back story, but not cause it's from the Summer...because something literally got thrown back.
I went to SD with my (current) besties with testes...although at the time, we weren't all that close. We hiked potato chip rock and were too tired to drive back, so we got a last minute room and stayed the night. The room was quite spacious, but the sleeping arrangements were very standard: one king bed and one pull out couch. We decided that I would share the bed with one guy and the other guy would crash on the couch.
Before drifting off to la la land, A (on the couch) turned off the light. [Disclaimer: Everyone who knows me, knows that I startle easily and hate being scared]. The lights went off and as I was trying to sleep, H uses his scary "Saw" voice and says "Do you wanna play a game?"
Okay, I haaate being scared. I don't think it is fun at all. So in my frustration, I take my pillow and start hitting H with it and the conversation goes like this:
Me: Do... *hit*..not *hit* ...scare *hit*...me *hit*
H: Ahhhh what is on my face??
Me: I don't know! But don't scare me when I'm trying to sleep!
H: What IS this??? Ahhhhh
A (from the couch): What is going on?!! *turns on light*
Then I take a good look at H.
OMG, I am mortified.
My bra was hooked on to his face! The strap had caught on over his ear and the cup was covering his face.
I quickly realized that (as habit) I put my bra under my pillow before sleeping.
I grabbed my undergarment as quickly as I could, but I was dying of embarrassment and laughter.
We may not have been that close back then, but H quickly got to know a whole lot more of me than I wanted him to.
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