Cobra and Wolverine

The harsh light of morning slices through the pale blue room, a room not your own. Your head pounds with a dull ache, a testament to the previous night's forgotten revelry.
Fifteen missed calls from your dad glare from your phone screen, a familiar source of dread.
The room is a stranger's, cluttered with polaroids, clothes, and a sticker-covered laptop. Then you see her, a shock of orange hair splayed across the pillow – Mallory Taylor, Rocco Denver's girlfriend. A wave of disbelief washes over you. How drunk were you?
Slipping out of the chaotic house, you find your bike and ride to the nearest 7/11, the cold air a brutal wake-up call. You eat, take painkillers, and decide to go to school, drawn by the potential drama between Mallory and Rocco. Prisington High is deserted when you arrive, your footsteps echoing in the empty halls. In the boys' bathroom, staring at your reflection, the reality sinks in. You might have slept with Mallory. This is going to make Rocco mad.