*** Liz ***
"Come on, Liz, it'll be great," Ana said as she pulled clothes out of my closet. "It's John's birthday; his boring friends will be there."
It was past 6:00 PM, and I was still feeling hungover. Even though I hadn't drunk much, it felt like I had consumed everything in sight.
There was a dinner at Pedro's house to celebrate his dad's birthday, and he had asked us to come along. We always went because of Pedro; he wasn't a fan of John's friends.
"Fine!" My room was a suite, with a king-size bed, a beautiful view of the backyard, and a huge closet. My room was all salmon with some white accents. On the shelf, there was a photo of my parents. Below it was a vanity full of makeup, and behind it was a mirror that covered the entire wall. I was very satisfied just looking at it.
