RORY POV
"How is that even possible?" I asked.
"Last night. We ya know," Oliver said, grinning.
"We slept together," I replied.
"Right. Exactly."
"But how does that tie in to how I'm feeling?"
"Well, how are you feeling? I asked you how you were earlier, but you were clearly not being honest."
"Everything was and is so loud. I can't explain it. I can smell everything. You, me, your cousins upstairs. I think I even smell things outside. My senses are overloaded right now. A second ago, I could have sworn I heard a bee buzzing outside. A BEE."
"I mean, a bee can be loud," Oliver said, smiling.
"No, it was loud," I insisted, "like the bee was right next to me. And I think I can smell the bee even."
"What else?"
"I just feel different, I can't explain it. Is this what happens after
