Hotline For Losers

You Have The Wrong Number

The sun was shining in a thin white line through the crack in the curtains. There was the faint sound of a bird singing. The hotel room would have been a peaceful and calming place to awaken.

Unless you were buck naked and didn't know where the hell you were ,or who you were sleeping next to.

Jonas hadn't really processed that this was a bad thing. He groaned and rubbed his eyes and face sleepily.

He was majorly hungover. It wasn't as bad as he thought a hangover would feel. He just felt dehydrated and tired.

Blinking into the sun, he instantly recognized the heavy curtains and furniture. 

Ah, I'm in the Goldsboro.

Man,  he thought, i've always wondered if these sheets would be soft ,and they really are.

He had been working at this hotel for nearly a month now, and he had  refrained from snuggling  in the clean, soft, sheets when he put them on beds. 

Wait.

He was currently curled up in the sheets.
He could see ALL  of his clothes scattered on the floor, and he definitely was not sure who that was snoring next to him.

Snorrrrk

The person mumbled and rolled over.
Jonas clapped his hand over his mouth and tried not to scream.

How drunk was I? How did I get in a hotel room with some woman?

His boss would definitely fire him if anyone knew about this. Jonas hadn't worked at the Goldsboro for very long, but he was pretty sure that employees having one night stands in the rooms was frowned upon.

One night stand. Jonas was kind of embarrassed, but that was his first time doing anything like this.

I have to get out quietly, He lay completely still, suddenly aware of just how naked he was when he saw his socks on the floor. The only thing covering him was the sheet. 

He felt guilty about  leaving without saying anything, but what could he do? This person was obviously rich enough to afford a room at a really classy hotel. They probably wouldn't be too happy to find a housekeeper of the same hotel in their bed. 

Jonas shifted slightly, trying desperately to see where his phone or wallet  might have gone.

Then his phone went off

"Jojo! Jojo! You have a message!" It chirped happily, and loudly.

Fuuuuuuu......

Jonas, still covering his mouth in horror, frantically thrashed his hand around trying to find his phone.

"God dammit, turn that shit off!" A angry voice said hoarsely over the racket.

Jonas froze. Why is her voice so deep? Is she a smoker?

The phone kept buzzing and chirping "JoJo!"

"Where is it?" Jonas said ,panicking. 

A hand slapped down on the top of his pillow and held up the ringing cellphone.

Jonas turned and looked into the face of...a guy.

Fuuuuuuuu
Fuck

The guy had something smeared under his eyes (smeared eyeliner or eye circles?) and insanely bright blond hair. Jonas stared as he licked his lips as he pressed end call on Jonas's phone. He looked up with an annoyed expression, his cold gray eyes sweeping up and down Jonas's body.

Jonas was shocked into silence.

"Hey..." the guy squinted, "you...you look pretty young, how old are you? How the hell did you get in here? I was sober last night" He yawned and scratched his head.

I wasn't Jonas weeped internally.

"Hey kid!" The guy was starting to get agitated by his lack of reply, although he didn't seem to be too concerned about the real issue. 

"What do you mean? You look like you're the same age as me!" Jonas stuttered.

The guy scoffed and tossed Jonas's phone. He was wearing clothes at least. A really tight pair of jeans and a hoodie. But, while he looked young, Jonas could sense a lot of cocky confidence coming  off from him.

He leaned forward, placing his hands on the bed. His face was inches away. Jonas tried to back away, but he was quickly running out of bed to back away on.

"Hey," the guy said, staring intently " Are you.......gay?"

Jonas blanched 

"N-no. I MEAN....NO"

The guy smirked

"Then you might want to cover your crotch" he pointed down.

Yep, in all the chaos the sheets had come right off, exposing poor Jonas jr.

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Jonas threw the sheets over his head and sobbed. The guy laughed. This wasn't going to be a good day