“Agh!”
Rachel walked through the kitchen door, groaning out loud in frustration. Everyone was already lined up inside the kitchen and preparing the lunch.
“Someone’s up early.” Martha mocked her with sarcasm.
“Back off!” Rachel goaned at her taking everyone aback.
Her head was hurting as if it was about to explode and she only remembered chunks of last night, before she completely lost track of what might had happened to her. She woke up in her bed, already way past breakfast time, thinking that after partying last night everyone must be feeling the same but much to her surprise everyone was already up and actually working on the schedule that she had set.
“My head is about to explode.” Rachel complained sitting down on the bar stool and throwing her head on the counter.
“Well maybe
