The sound of a phone ringing woke Sasha.
She groaned and turned in bed, her leg draped over one of her friends. The friend shifted and pushed her back. The ringtone stopped, only to start again a second later.
Sasha groaned and finally forced herself to open her eyes, yawning as a sharp headache immediately gripped her. She sat up, rubbing her temple as the phone kept ringing, and she reluctantly climbed out of bed, stumbling over Agatha, who was sleeping on the floor.
Agatha yelped, her eyes snapping open. She glared at the person who had rudely woken her.
“Sorry, sorry,” Sasha apologized, stepping aside.
Agatha yawned and quickly fell back asleep.
Sasha searched for the ringing phone, only to discover it was the hotel intercom. She picked it up, her eyelids still heavy, wondering w
