ARIA'S POV
The first thing I was aware of was the light.
The light that came from the curtains were too bright. I did not recognise this room, I had to spend three full seconds placing where I was before I remembered why I didn't recognize it.
Right.
The second thing I was aware of was my head.
It was making a very serious argument for never consuming alcohol again, a full-body argument, the kind that involved my temples, the back of my eyes and a general suggestion from my stomach that things were about to become urgent.
I tried to sit up.
My body registered this as a personal insult.
I made it to the edge of the bed anyway because I didn't have a choice and I was trying to figure out where the bathroom was when my foot hit something on the floor.
A bucket. Placed with deliberat
