A Christmas Song: A Ryan's Bed Holiday Novella

The first year was fun. Simple.

I had a great roommate, and I was hooking up with a basketball player.

Then life happened, and my whole trajectory changed.

Gone was the hook-up. Gone was the roommate.

My new goal in life wasn't to enjoy it. It was to get through each day by being blissfully numb.

It was working.

Until I woke up in my ex's bed one morning.

No purse. No phone. No keys.

No memory of what happened.

First things first: I needed to get my ex off my vagi-back. I needed to get him off my ba...