Melanie's P.O.V.
I wake up to the sun beaming through my window and I groan, my head pounding from a hangover. I roll over in the bed, aching every move of the way. I haven't heard Tiffany at all so I look over to see if she's still asleep.
"Geeze!!! Why do you have to be so creepy in the morning, Tiff?!", I ask the second I turn and see Tiffany staring at me and smiling wide, "I don't understand how you're such a morning person, especially after last night."
"This body has endured years of torture, baby cakes. It's become accustomed to it by now.", she tells me before she throws the blanket off of her and hops out of bed.
I flip back over and throw the blankets over my face, not really in the mood to deal with her right now.
"Rise and shine sweet cheeks! We've got another long ni
