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Caitlin Snow woke up with a massive headache.
"F*cking hell..." She looked about her. First, she wasn't in her room. Second, she saw her dress and underwear on one corner of the room. And third, a hand was on her breast. Wait, what the- she looked behind her.
"Oh, shit. Shit, shit, shit, shit." Caitlin scrambled back in panic. The person beside her was none other than Barry. She fell off the bed, landing on the floor with a grunt. Unfortunately it woke Barry up.
"Cait?! What is-did we-?"
"I don't know, you tell me!" Caitlin shrieked, her heart racing. "This is bad."
"Yeah, no shit. What time is it?"
Caitlin grabbed the clock.
"F*CK. It's 9." Caitlin stood up and made a dash for her clothes-and got in a second. She looked at Barry.
"Run again." Barry said. Caitlin did- and smacked face-first on the wall, falling on her back.
"F*ck." Barry hissed, and Catlin groaned her affirmation.
"Yeah, pretty much. Try conjuring ice or whatever." An icicle formed in Barry's hands.
"Yep, we're definitely f*cked."