It was still dark when Izzy woke up from her deep sleep, her vision blurry as she slowly scanned the room, panicking when she saw someone standing near the door.
“Morning.”
The greeting was casual, almost playful, but Izzy immediately pressed a hand to her forehead when a slight pain shot through it.
“G-good morning…” she responded hoarsely, almost in a whisper.
“Hangover?”
Seth Santiago raised an eyebrow as he walked closer. If she hadn't almost bumped her head into the hard wall because of the pain, she might've found it more annoying. Just by the look on Seth’s face, she could tell exactly what he wanted to say.
‘This is what you get, Isabel.’
“Yes, fine, hangover... but it's not my fault! Your friend last night nearly forced me to finish an entire bottle of alcohol. I couldn’t s
