DYLAN
I woke up with the nastiest headache ever only to find myself sprawled on my couch instead of being in bed, still in yesterday’s outfit minus my shoes.
What had happened?
I yawned tiredly and reached for my phone to check the time, wincing at how bright my apartment was.
Wait, brightness! What time was it?
A quick look at my phone confirmed my worst fear.
I was late for work.
Late-like-it-was-almost-time-for-lunch-late. How could I have let this happen? I staggered to my room as quickly as I could and opened the medicine cabinet for some aspirin which I swallowed without water. Stepping out of yesterday’s clothes, I trudged to the bathroom to get ready for work.
I splashed some water on my face, and just like that, memories from last night flooded my mind.
Fuck!
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