I groaned and turned around.
I turned towards a bright source of light which chased away my sleep and caused me to wake up.
I opened my eyes but shut them right back again due to the stinging sensation of the light.
Gradually my eyes got used to the brightness and I opened them fully this time.
I'm usually always disoriented when I first wake up, so naturally, I was confused when I got up but then I looked around for a minute and I realized I still had no idea where I was.
"What the hell are you doing on my bed?" That came from a voice beside me which caused me shoot up from the bed I was lying on.
I turned to look at him.
He had sat up leaning against the head board which caused the duvet to fall and bunch around his waist.
He was rubbing his temples slightly.
