Leslie
I blinked against the sunlight that filtered through my room, with one hand propped against my head, I sat up and stared blindly around my room.
A terrible migraine threatened the back of my skull as I made my way out of my bed. Whoever made me drink so much at the party last night.
Yesterday was my aunt Sierra's birthday and I went out of my way to make her day happy, in the end I drank way more than the celebrant.
Thirty minutes later, I walked out of the bathroom feeling refreshed but the terrible headache was still there.
Brisk steps took me to my dressing table where a sundress laid waiting. I picked it up and sat down just as a knock came on the door.
“Just a moment.” I said over my shoulder and hurriedly wore my clothes.
“Come in.” I said when I was sureno part of my
