[BLAKE'S HOUSE]
The sun rose, filling the sky with its orange color. It fell on Blake's room, draping its bright light and warmth on Blake's face.
Blake tossed around, using his hand to block the light. The sun from the other side shone on his face.
"Who opened the curtains so brightly?" he groaned, his voice draggy. He rubbed his eyes and sat up.
"Ouch." He rubbed his temples. "Why does my head hurt so badly?"
His hand paused on his forehead as the smell of the room caught his nose.
He remembered going to the bar last night. How then did he end up in his room?
"Great, the drunkard is awake," Audrey said, coming in with Skye.
She pushed in a trolley, making Blake wonder what it contained.
"What are you doing with that?"
Audrey stood akimbo, raising her brows at him. "Oh, that? A
