SCARLETTE
I groaned. My head hurt.
I remember having a few shots last night with Devy, Dante, and Caleb. I knew I didn't drink enough, but still, the hangover was real. I shouldn't be drinking anymore.
"Come on, Self, there's no use regretting it now. You drank, and now you suffer."
It took an ounce of myself to drag my body to the side of the bed, my body screamed for more hours of rest, but my mind was already wide awake. My eyes will just hurt even more if I force myself to sleep.
I had just brushed my teeth when the front door video intercom system rang. I forgot to glance at the clock. What time is it?
After drying my face, I footed it to the door to see who my visitor was in this unfitted time of the day. Oh, it was Caleb. I took a glance at the clock on the bedside table.
