Connor
The loud shrilling of my phone ringing pulls me from sleep, my head is fuzzy and pounding from the alcohol and partying until after dawn. I try to ignore it and go back to sleep but it is incessant.
There’s an annoyed feminine snarl from under the covers and I reach for the bedside table to silence the intrusion. Grabbing my phone I open one eye looking at the name and picture lighting up the phone. s**t! Aria! Double s**t!
I was supposed to be there and meet her and her little shadow of a friend. Bugger she is going to kill me. “For fucksake Con shut that thing up!” Another snarl from beside me.
An internal struggle, I’m in no state to handle the attitude I know I’m about to get from Aria but I also know I’m definitely in no state to handle what will come my way if I contin
