"Rhett Parr! Open this damn door!"
I open my eyes, groaning as I sit up. I look at the clock on the wall and raise a brow at the time. Wow, already past eleven.
I wrap my blanket around myself and trudge over to the door, swinging it open and glaring at Bri.
She stands there, a worried look passing her face as she sees me. "Jesus, babes. You look like a devil's asshole."
I give her a small smile and turn away from her, heading toward the kitchen. Bri closes the door and follows me into the kitchen. I open my fridge and grab a bottle of water, opening it up and taking a large sip as I look over at my friend.
"Have you even checked your phone?" she asks, setting a bag down on the table as she sits down.
I shrug, taking another sip of my water. "No. I haven't charged it." I tell her
