Lily’s POV:
I woke up having a slight headache. I groaned, trying to massage my head. What happened to me last night?
Glancing at the clock, it was already half past nine in the morning. I pushed the covers off me and got out from bed.
I went to the restroom and washed my face. As I wiped my face with a face towel, I stared at my reflection on the mirror and quick flashbacks from last night came into mind.
Leah. Vanessa. Stacey. Matt. Water. Attic. Memories. Girl.
"I got drunk last night," I realized as I muttered to myself in disbelief, “That wasn’t water?!”
Hold up.
Did Matt carry me to Leah's room? Did I pass out last night at the attic?
I shook my head, releasing the thoughts as it was giving me another set of headaches. So, I went downstairs to the kitc
