Choosing Between Jenny and Vera

Joash

When I woke up, it was dawn. I was the only one in the room and I reeked of alcohol and sex. I felt a pang of ache in my head and I groaned as I pushed myself up from the floor.

Different layers of my regalia lay strewn here and there and I still wear the innermost layer of my regalia.

I didn't remember walking in, sleeping on the floor of my living room last night or having sex with anyone here.

Sniffing again, I caught a whiff of another smell in the room, it was a familiar sweet fragrance. It was an underlying smell, one I was used to.

It smelled like Jenny… it must surely be her… Was she the one I made out with? Holy fuck!

"Jenny…" I muttered and my eyes shone wider, trying to remember all I did overnight. Right on the floor was a scarf that I had bought for Jenny. It was carefully folded like it was kept there deliberately to pass a message. Typical of Jenny! "Jenny was here! It was her!"

And I did all that to her? When I was on the verge of breaking up with her! What th