Whoever said that there’s nothing a good nights sleep can’t cure needs to come talk to me. I will be more than pleased to practically demonstrate certain things that don’t get cured by a good nights sleep.
It was already twelve-thirty pm by the time I woke up.
Getting up from my bed was a bigger task than facing Venom, I’m sure. I couldn’t put too much weight on my hands, there was this constant throbbing in my head, my lungs were screaming at me for every breath I took.
Reaching the bathroom was like winning a fight in itself. That is when I got my first full look at the damage my body had sustained. A cut under my eye that was now swollen along with my cheek, the area between my wrist and elbow was painfully blue and black. Slowly lifting up my t-shirt I saw the huge bruise coverin
