The first thing I felt when I woke up was regret.
The second thing I felt was my migraine.
I sat up from where I had passed out on the couch. I stumbled into the kitchen, feeling a sharp pain in my foot as I did. I looked down to where the glass from the broken picture frame had scratched me and made me bleed.
“f**k,” I muttered.
I took some pills for my hangover and put a bandage on my foot. As I walked back into the kitchen to look for my phone, I saw Flopsy sitting onto the table. The things I had said and done yesterday made me want to throw up. I couldn’t believe what I had done, how horrible they were. Gee was just trying to help and I treated him so badly. The thought of me hitting him made me blanch. The sharp, horrid sound playing repeat in my head that made my stomach twist a
