Audrey's POV

Opening my eyes slowly, I feel a jolt of pain coursing through my head as I see the bright sun seeping through the semi open curtains. 

Looking around the room, I don't recognize a single thing, nor do I see my blonde best friend anywhere. Sitting up slowly, I see brown hair peeping out of the covers next to me. 

What the fuck happened last night? 

Last I remember, I was sitting at the bar with Cara, her chatting up some blonde dude who claimed he was someone in country music. Out of nowhere, a guy wearing a Tennessee Vols hat slides into the seat next to mine, giving me a smile as he sets his drink down on the bar top. 

After that it's a black out. 

As quickly, and quietly, as I can I slip out of the bed, searching for my dress from last night. Finally spotting it, I slide it on, not worrying about finding my bra or underwear, fuck that. 

Taking one last look at the sleeping man, I open the door, sliding out as quietly as I can.