You were at the party that your ex boyfriend hosted. You didn't plan on going but the party was huge and you never said no to fun. It was not those type of let's have fun because my parents aren't home type of party. It was the I'm rich and I know almost everyone in town type of party. Well, your ex was that type of guy who could make friends with a total stranger after a small toilet conversation.

You did give it a thought for like a few seconds but you screwed all the ex rules and ended up going there, getting all ready by pulling off that best outfit you've got.

Your friend was busy at home so she didn't come along with you. You didn't mind since you had always gone to parties alone. Besides, she would've killed you if she had known who was the host of the party and you would end up wasting a good Friday night.

Eventually, you arrived at the place which was already filled with people. The music blared through the speakers and you entered the familiar house without a care. You needed a few drinks to get rid off all the stress so you parked yourself at the drinks section.

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One cup went to two which went to three and it just kept on increasing until you couldn't tell how many cups you had chucked down your throat. You were going all off that day.

You felt someone tap your shoulder so you turned around. You squinted your eyes but still didn't manage to tell who it was. You were way too drunk to see the person standing before you properly.

"You look pretty today."

You chucked and smiled at his complement. At least, you could tell the gender apart.

"Are you flirting with me?"

"You are way too drunk."

You laughed and held your cup up.

"I'm not!" you slurred confidently.

Anyone could tell that you were drunk but no drunk person had ever said he's drunk before. In your mind, you were completely sober.

"Are you sure?"

You titled your head up and paused before nodding to answer his question which was clearly unreliable.

"You are drunk," he concluded and your lips pulled into a huge pout.

"I am not," you argued.

To prove him, you pulled him along with you and went to the games section where you started throwing the ping pong balls into the cups and some other party games available. You were always good at games whether you were drunk or not. So, obviously, you won against everyone who played with you.

"Not bad."

"See! I'm not drunk!"

"Sure sure."

Just after you did all that to prove him wrong, you tripped along the way to the karaoke section. Luckily, he caught you on time. Your head was not in the right state so embarrassing was not in your dictionary at the moment. You thanked him and continued to walk with that sloppy legs of yours.

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You sang songs at the top of your lungs and everyone was way too drunk to care about the wrong notes you were hitting. They cheered like they were at the concert and you believed you sang like a superstar.

You returned back to where the boy was standing and he gave you a chuckle.

"Nice voice?"

"What's with the questioning tone?" you interrogated and he just laughed.

You reached for another cup but he stopped you from doing so.

"You are way too drunk."

Your lips drew into a small smile as his words hit you hard.

"Been long since I had someone who cared for me."

Time seemed to have stopped and he didn't say any words. You guessed that anyone would react that way if you suddenly brought the mood down. Still, you took the cup but before you could manage to drink, he grabbed your hand and pulled you closer to him until your body was against his.

You blinked your eyes, alcohol still intoxicating you but you could feel his warm breath against his and the closeness was driving you crazy because you could also hear his heartbeat racing.

"I have always cared for you."

He pressed his lips against yours and filled you with the sweetness that you could rarely find in any boy you had kissed before. Maybe it was the alcohol, the mood or the person kissing you but you felt blissed. The stranger you were kissing knew how to make you feel loved. Even though, you didn't know who it was, you could tell that he was a good kisser and things were starting to get heated up. He parted to give you some time to breathe but you pulled him again.

"Easy there, tiger," he chuckled and whispered into your ear, "We've got the entire night."

You felt your cheeks burning. You couldn't understand how his voice could make your heart skip several beats in a second when you were this drunk and you knew you were going to regret the next morning but you just let the night run wild.

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You woke up alone and naked the next morning in a hotel room. You tried your best to recall what had happened but nothing worked. You still couldn't tell who that person was but it didn't mean that you wouldn't meet him again because fate would somehow bring the two of you together.

After all, kissing a stranger never stopped with a one night stand.

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🐍's Note: To my 🌼

Umm... Hello. Hehe.

Once again, thank you for helping me reach 4K~!

Okay, I am so awkward right now but like I planned to make this into a story. This is basically a prologue to the plot I have. I plan to keep the chapters short and I really want to know your opinions as to whether I should make it into a story.

The title is going to be different.
It's called, 'Kissing Strangers' and if you like cliche romance stories then you will probably like that one.
HeHe.

Anyways, I really hope you will like it and I'm pretty excited to write a new book. I'll be writing short chapters because that's all I can manage with the time I have at the moment. I hope you can understand.

Looks like the note is getting way too long... so, yup! I'll end here.

Thank you so much for reading as usual!!

Link: https://my.w.tt/MBJ94fFiyS

Look forward to it hehe.

Till the next shot, Bye~!

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