CAMILLA’S POV
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Waking up with a hangover feeling without drinking the night before is uncalled for. Should I not have stayed up all night wondering what Jared meant? Probably not. I couldn’t sleep for hours with my mind spinning in circles, and I feel like my mind was used as a deck and a DJ mixed my thoughts like scrambled eggs. My eyelids feel heavy, and my orbs burn from the lack of sleep. I wish that I could have fallen asleep as easy as a puppy after it played for half an hour, but no…I would rather be a bullfrog.
I lazily drag myself out of the comfortable bed that feels like it wants to swallow me whole, but then again, I have to get my own bed. It’s like a hammer coming down on my head as I realize that I have to sleep in my own apartment tonight. I haven't bought the big esse
