Why is my head heavy, like it has some 1000 kg weight on it? I force my eyelids open, reluctantly, taking enough time to adjust to the light. I sit up, dizzy. Where am I ? This isn't my bedroom. I'm still trying to figure out where am I, convincing my limbs to move, when Sam enters the room.
Oh! I'm in his house! His guest room. Cool. But how and why am I here?
"Good that you're awake. Jared's on his way to pick you up." He says leaning back against the wall, his arms folded across his broad chest, his eyes holding mine.
Mel enters next with a glass of some translucent liquid.
"Here, have this. It'll help with the headache." Sam says while she hands me the glass while I'm still wondering what the f**k is going on. I drink the liquid. It tastes kind of weird.
"What? How?" I ask in a r
