Tyler felt a splitting headache the moment he woke up the next morning. He sat up on the bed, propping his hand on his forehead. When he smelled the strong odor of liquor on his body, he looked down and saw that the wrinkled clothes on him were the same he wore yesterday. After freezing for a while, he looked away but only to find that the woman who was supposed to be lying next to him was gone. He touched the bed under the blanket and found it was cold as if no one had ever slept on it last night. His eyes widened in shock instantly. “Coco!” He got out of bed and staggered toward the living room. What surprised him even more was that Coco was not in the living room, and the leftovers and empty liquor bottle from last night were still on the table.
Coco didn’t even clear the table? He had
