My head pounded like a drum, and the sun piercing through the curtains burned my eyes. I groaned and opened my eyes a few times, blinking to attempt to see clearly, but then a wave of nausea churned through me, and I held my hand over my mouth, and climbed over my mates to get off the bed.
They all groaned in pain, as I fled the bed, kneeing them in the process before I ran to the bathroom. I sat on my knees at the toilet and retched. After a few heaves, I felt one of my mates pull my hair back, but thanks to the disgusting smell of my spew, I didn't know which mate it was.
When the world settled a bit, and my stomach felt lighter, I tried to reach up and press the flush button, but one of my mates got there first, and I sat back against the wall, with my eyes closed.
''What happened la
