Linda woke up the next morning with a banging headache. It felt like her head was about to fall off, she held her forehead with her right hand as she looked around to see where she was. She was in her room on the floor with her clothes on exactly the way she went to work the previous day.
“How did I get in here?” She mumbled as she reached out for her phone to check the time. “Damn!” She shouted as she jumped up on her feet and staggered. “I am late for work. No this isn’t happening.”
She stared at the ceiling as she tried to recall what happened the previous night and how she got home to her apartment. She could remember laughing and telling the young man who paid off their debt where she lived.
“Aish! What have I done?” She tapped her head as she hissed. “Jonas you are so dead, jus
