It was the weekend so Lilith did not have work – or so she thought and hoped. The alcohol from the previous night did terrible things to her body. Not only did she stay up half the night puking, but the she woke up with the worst migraine in the world. She wanted to do nothing more than sleep the entire day but it seemed the world was against her.
At exactly 9:00 a.m. in the morning, her phone started to go off without rest. She tried to ignore, she really did, but with the raging migraine it was impossible to do so. With an annoyed groan, she slowly moved her hand to make contact with her phone and without bothering to open her eyes to check who was calling she answered.
"What?" she asked groggily, her frustration more than evident.
"Where are you?" the voice on the other end asked m
