"Miss Linton get up!" I heard Mr Norman said. I groan in annoyance then sit upright in bed wishing I didn't.
My head was pounding like crazy and there was too much light coming in through the window and for some odd reason I reeked of alcohol.
"What the hell happened?" I mumbled to myself as I place both my hands on each side of my head.
"You got drunk. That's what happened." I looked up to see Mr Norman standing at the foot of the bed with his hands cross and a grim expression on his face.
"What the hell were you thinking?" He asked, angry green eyes narrowing at him.
"I was -"
"Stupid."
I sigh. "I-"
"Was irresponsible." He cuts me off again. "How could you let yourself go like that?"
I frown then put my head down.
Why is he making a big deal out of this?
"Do you have any idea
