In SIX WORDS or fewer, write a story about the morning after.

"Mistakes can sometimes lead to Forever"

We shook hands, blushing. Bellhop smirked.

Morning sunlight kisses your sated lips

I waited.That was it? Disappointment.

"Clothes?" she said, "What are those?"
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An *I Voted" selfie? Oh shit...

Breakfast?
No.

She wore his trousers to work

Morning? All around me was darkness.

Wondering if it was worth it.

We lay there, exhausted but glowing.

"Oh No!" The bed was empty.

She burned the wrinkled sheets.

What’s her name. Fuck.
“Morning handsome.”

“Gina?”
Smiles.
“Carol”
“Morning”
Oh my.

I found myself in my bed.