How embarrassing, Elizabeth thought. The walk of shame back to her apartment. After hurling into Edward's poor toilet, her mind felt much clearer and she could walk without feeling like she was on the moon. Elizabeth decided it would be best if she did not speak during the walk home so that she would not further shame herself. Hot water running down her body to cleanse away the night is all that she wanted. The night did not go exactly as she had planned but at least she had a bit of fun. She smiled at the thought of dancing in the cage which was something she would not do if she were sober. In the morning, she would jog over to get her car before going to pick up some things before the first day of school.<br/><br/>Elizabeth looked down at her feet as the padded over the cold sidewalk, her shoes dangling in her hand. She was more than pleased when she saw their apartment come into view. She glanced out the corner of her eye at Edward and James as the engaged in pleasant talking with Abby. Dear God, she had made out with both of them. Her faced flushed as she turned her eyes back to the ground. Her eyebrows arched in amusement as it dawned on her how tangled the web she had gotten herself. Once they stood in front of the apartment, Elizabeth watched Abby say her good byes to both males. Elizabeth gave an earnest wave and smile before she hurriedly made her way to the stairs. "Thanks Abby," she whispered before she made her getaway. This dress needs to come off, she thought as she put her keys in the door. She turned on the lights before putting on some music as she threw her shoes to the floor. The sound of the shower filled her apartment in a matter of minutes. Minty toothpaste filled her mouth as she walked over to her window to see if Edward and James were still visible. Both of them were attractive males.She knew little tidbits of information about each one from listening to their conversations as the night progressed. Elizabeth watched to make sure that Abby made it safely into the apartment before she moved away from the window.<br/><br/>After a long shower and endless amounts of scrubbing, Elizabeth felt clean and smelled like a fresh morning of spring. Her eyebrows arched at her foggy image in the mirror. Her hair was wet and needed to be groomed. She decided that it could wait until the morning.<em>I did not even get their number...</em>, she remembered sadly. It dawned on her that they might not want to associate with her after tonight.