I get home with an air of defeat, I thought that with my liberated attitude I would find something more than fun and I was wrong, I only got a big headache due to the drinks.
The next day I had a big headache, it had been a long time since I had overdone myself with drinks, it was almost ten in the morning and Christopher had not deigned to show up, he was going too far with his impudence, I couldn't allow him to keep seeing me either. stupid face, so I decide to write to him, at least to torment his existence.
"Good morning, dear, are you okay? You haven't even deigned to let me know if you're alive."
I wait for about ten minutes, but nothing responds, I go to bathe and when I return, I find a message from him.
"Good morning, Amanda, excuse me, I took a shower in the office bathroom e
