POV: Adan Bradford
I woke up as the early morning sunlight illuminated the reception unit, and I gently rubbed my eyes tiredly as I yawned loudly, still feeling a little bit sleepy. The next thing I did was to flex my muscles, after which I stretched out every bone in my body, then yawned again, feeling relieved.
Sluggishly, I stood up to my feet, then found my way to the nearest restroom. I hated that early morning sour taste in the mouth and would have really loved to have my toothpaste around, but Derek was probably still drunk or having a hangover. I confirmed that when I saw that he didn’t bother to call me back or respond to any of the numerous text messages I had sent to him.
As I looked into the mirror in the restroom, I felt really disgusted at the way I looked. Damn! I looked
