Alyssa
The first thing I felt when I woke up was a pounding in my head It was like a little hammer was hitting the inside of my skull over and over again.
“Ahh” I hissed in pain squeezing my eyes shut against the morning light coming through my window as I tried to sit up but I felt weak I had to fall onto my pillows with a groan.
Fuck!
Hangover!
Little by little the memories from last night came back to me.
The bar.
The loud music.
The strong drinks I gulped down one after another.
That man with the slicked-back hair grabbing me his hands all over me one that had tried to take advantage of me.
And then… Ares.
I don’t remember much of what I may have said to Ares but I do remember being so running my hands all over his face and telling him he was a beautiful old man.
