Triffany woke up the next morning with a slight headache, she gently opened her eyes and was surprised, and she looked at the room. "Where am I?"
She sat up from the bed immediately, she looked left and right holding her head gently.
The room was wide and the bed was big and spacious and looked wealthy, the place was like one she does see in movies.
"It looks like a big mansion.” She muttered under her breath. She remembered she had drunk alcohol last night, and she quickly lifted the quilt to check her underwear.
She was still wearing them. Okay I am safe. She thinks to herself. She knew she has to find out where she was.
Triffany came down from the bed. She picked her phone up and was shocked at the miss calls she got from her parents. "Oh my god!" She exclaimed. "I'm dead toda
