CHAPTER ELEVEN
RENCY’S POV
I groaned, my head feeling pretty heavy and not mention there was an arm slung on my waist and my feet were flung across someone’s chest. After two attempts I finally managed to pry my heavy-lidded eyes open, wincing a little at the pain. I realized my feet were over Shane’s chest with Joanna’s arm slung across my waist. I groaned yet again, managing to wiggle my way out. My eyes were half open as I made my way to the kitchen, holding my head between my palms, mentally cussing.
“Note to self, never let me overdrink again,” I mumbled, under my breath. I had lost count of how many times I had told that to myself and ended up doing exactly that.
I barely managed to make myself a cup of coffee but it did help ease the hangover. Even after that, I popped Adv
