(New York)
Hannah woke up from her dream. She was lying face down on her bed and when she turned to look next to her was a red-haired man sleeping. She groaned and grabbed her phone from her night stand.
“f**k…” She felt as if her head was going to split from the headache.
Her phone suddenly rang and she answered quickly, “yeah?”
“You threw quite a party, Han.”
She sat up when she recognized whose voice this was, “Johanne?”
She heard Johanne chuckled. She stood up right away and walked out of her room. She gasped when she saw Johanne seated on the couch with a smile.
“Mother fucker!” She rushed to her cousin and hugged him tight.
“Damn, Han! You reek of alcohol!” Johanne patted her back while they hugged and laughed.
She ruffled Johanne’s hair, “what the f*
