Naomi
I groaned as I tried to sit up. My whole body felt like I had been hit by a bus, but the second I was upright, a wave of nausea hit me. I managed to untangle my legs from the blanket and stood up before anything left my mouth. I had no control over what happened next. I was completely and utterly confused, as the first thing I noticed was that I wasn’t at home. Instead, I was in Atticus and Alastair’s living room. I had clearly slept on the couch. My eyes landed on a bucket, which I grabbed just in time as I opened my mouth and vomited. It was forceful and felt like an explosion as I emptied the contents of my stomach into the bucket. By the time I was done, I was panting and sweating profusely.
“You alright there, Scott?” an amused voice called out. I groaned as I sat down and av
