Out of Control Morning
POV Amber
Sunlight streams through my bedroom window, illuminating everything. It's unbearably hot, and the sheets are sticking to my body. Apparently, the air conditioning turned off overnight, leaving me trapped in this stifling heat.
I get up, slip on my Minions slippers, and head downstairs for water because I feel nearly dehydrated. I down a whole bottle in one gulp.
"You're thirsty," I hear behind me, and I jump, dropping the bottle.
"Oh my God... I think I just lost ten years off my life," I clutch my chest, trying to calm my racing heart.
"Sorry, didn't mean to scare you. I also just finished a full bottle of water," he says, and I can't help noticing his state.
"It's different... you're still drunk and could throw up at any moment," I
