C56 Torn? Well, on to Plan B!

Rosita's standpoint

I moaned and grabbed his hand when he moved. We had fallen asleep somewhere around four in the morning, him before me because he was the drunk one. I wasn't a log so I knew when he started slowly pushing away from me. I opened my eyes and locked it with his clouded one.

"I'm just going to pee," he said, gulping as his eyes fell on my exposed chest