I woke up to the sound of a telephone ringing in the distance. Was that my phone? no, that's not my ringtone. But whoever the caller was knew what being persistent was. i groaned inwardly willing it to stop coz i had absolutely no plans of getting out of bed. after a whole f*****g century of it ringing and me burying myself under my pillow it stopped. But just like that, my sleep was ruined. no matter how hard i tried I couldn't go back to sleep.
I sighed loudly exasperated and slowly opened my eyes. Grateful that there were no blinding lights. I felt hangovered, with slight nausea and a vague headache. I slowly registered that I wasn't in my room at all. And i was completely naked. I raised the sheet that was covering me not believing myself just to confirm with my own eyes and not my ot
