Mira's POV
Through the migraine, my brain started to work again as I turned to the two ladies. “Drew said he's coming over, but I'm not home. Should I tell him to come back later or…”
The duo snickered for a while as they watched me look blankly. Finally I grabbed the soup that was already getting cold and started to drink it. A burst of flavors exploded in my mouth as it went into my throat, and I could help but smack my lips.
“No, gimme that…” Victoria finally stopped laughing and lunged for my soup but I kicked her back softly and she rolled off the bed, groaning and holding her head. “Claud, help.”
Claudia rolled her eyes at the mess on the floor, “Your own soup is right by your bed side, you must have missed it.” She sighed before turning to me, “If not for yesterday being a cele
