Ashlynn's POV
I woke up in a strange room, but I didn't have time to figure out where I was because the room was spinning, and my head was pounding. I shoved the covers off me and ran to the bathroom just in time to empty my stomach into the toilet. I flushed the toilet and closed the lid and sat there on the floor contemplating what the hell I did last night. I don't get drunk like that, ever, but those damn shots that Barrett's brother gave me.
I got up and rinsed my mouth out and realized that I was in Barrett's clothes. God, what did I do that I needed his clothes for? I prayed that I didn't vomit on him or all over me or something. I walked out of the bathroom and found my clothes folded on the end of the bed. I grabbed them and stripped out of his clothes. They didn't have vomit
