“I dunno, maybe some Breaking Bad or something, you gonna watch with me?” She sits down onto the sofa and looks at me. As she says that to me, I look at the television and see that it’s close to midnight, which makes me start to feel tired.
“Uhm, I don’t think so, I have class tomorrow morning and I don’t want to be too tired.” I say to her, half-yawning.
“Oh, alright well then maybe tomorrow night?” She says to me, turning on her show.
“Yeah, that sounds good. G’night.” I give her a playful tap on the head and start back towards my bedroom.
“Night” she calls from the living room as I close my bedroom door.
After closing the door, I walk into my room and feel something under my foot. I look down and see that it’s a pair of panties. “How the hell did these get here?” I whisper to myself, thinking back to make sure I did put the thong back into Claire’s room. “Did she drop them, or, maybe they were on the floor and she accidentally kicked them in here.” As I’m trying to figure out how they got into my bedroom, I can feel myself start to consider wearing them to bed. After a few seconds my will breaks, and I give in to my desire. I slip off my pants and boxers, and slip on the comfy, soft, frilly black panties. I give my ass a look in the mirror, it looks like a woman’s. Actually, it would even be a nice ass if a girl had it. I put some pajamas on over the panties, turned my light off, and went to bed. The apartment is always kept really warm, so I didn’t bother putting a blanket on over me. I have a hard time falling asleep because my mind keeps wandering, stressing out about anatomy class, and getting distracted by the comfort of the panties against my body. Eventually I fall asleep. I open my eyes, half awake and dozing. I turn around and see my alarm clock says 3:30, and it feels cold, so I pull the blanket on top of my body. I fall back asleep, until my alarm starts to buzz and wakes me up.
I hit the off button and take a look at my alarm clock. It reads 8:45. I snuggle with the pillow for a moment, and then force myself to get up. I pull of the covers, stand up, and then walk to take a look at myself in the mirror. I’m still wearing my panties, actually, I’m not wearing my pajamas! I turn around and see them on the floor, I guess I must have overheated and kicked them off in the night. I take the panties off, feeling a bit of guilt again after sleeping, and put on my pajamas again. I tuck the panties into a drawer in my desk to return to Claire’s dresser later. Then, I put on an Abercrombie t-shirt and go into the bathroom. The only downside of this apartment is the horrible bathroom. I don’t mean horrible like the sink doesn’t work, I just mean that it is the ugliest bathroom in history. The floor is bright green tile that has been yellowed and tarnished by years of use, paired with a sink, toilet, and bath set that is a dark orange rust. I turn the shower handle to the hottest it goes, undress, and wait until the water is steaming before I step in. I love warm showers, they make my skin feel so smooth and soft afterwards. After letting the warmth wash over me I lather up my body with Claire’s lavender scrub, it smells amazing. Then I grab my Old Spice shampoo and conditioner, but when I turn it upside down, nothing comes out. Realizing it’s empty, I grab Claire’s Sunsilk shampoo. I look at the label, “Strawberry and Cream”, whatever though, shampoo is shampoo. I wash my hair and can’t stop sniffing the air as it fills up with a sweet strawberry smell.