BRITNEY
I woke up with my head pounding and the room spinning as I tried to adjust my eyesight to figure out where the hell I was. Sitting up in an extremely luxurious king-size bed, as my fingers caressed a plush goose-feather filled down blanket spread over me. Silk sheets touched my skin beneath me. My body was certainly not used to this level of comfort; it was a shame I couldn’t recall it. It was an exceptionally large room painted in different shades of gray. Sleek black furniture was placed against the walls, with a massive TV that was built into the drywall straight ahead of me.
I turned my body and firmly pushed myself up, trying my hardest to keep my balance. Resting on the nightstand beside me were two ibuprofen and a bottle of water. I realized I must have been in Josh’s hous
