***Savvy***
The first thing that hit me was the odd but very clean smell drifting up my nose, making me scrunch it. What the hell was that? I know my room does not smell like that. My eyelids peeked open, and a off white color ceiling came into view. Now I know that's not write the one in my room is a tan color with a white ceiling fan hanging in the middle. This one is plain and bare, with no fan.
But I couldnt think about that as my head suddenly began to pound like a bass drum,
"God," I grumble, shutting my eyes, lifting my hand to rub my forehead, only to have it tugged on a pinching feeling on my arm.
"What an the." I peeked an eye open to look at my hand, catching the IV attached to me. I reached for it, not to pull on it but to inspect it U guess.
"Dont mess with that." A larg
