The morning sun welcomed Matt's vision as soon as he opened his eyes. Cold air brushed through his arms and legs, he hadn't been covered all night, the bed was scattered and the windows left wide open.
As he rose to seat, a sharp pain shot through his head.
He screamed and collapsed back into bed.
The noise brought Lila in. Hurriedly, she tiptoed to him with a tray in her hand.
“Oh, darling, you're up already.”
Matt held his head, rolling on the bed.
“What happened last night?”
Lila set down the tray by his side.
“You can't be serious, right? Tell me you're joking.”
Matt shook his head.
“No. What happened? Why's my head about to c***k open?”
Lila rolled her eyes.
“Here, have this.” She handed him a cup of tea and some pills. “They step your headache down in a minute.”
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