Bethany POV
I could hear the television going and wondered if I had left it on or if I had fallen asleep in front of it, but for my life, I could not remember much at all. My head was sloshing around like it was made of water, and I had yet to open my eyes. I heard some cheering, so I must have fallen asleep in front of the television, but on a game day? Surely not.
The music sounded, and the names of my team started to play. Then, the smell of pies hit my nose, making my mouth water. I opened my eyes and looked around. Everyone was strangers, but it was not right; I was having trouble thinking.
I demanded to know where my pie was. Did I get one too? When the face of a man I thought I should know came into view and put a pie in my hand, I took a bite, as my gaze went back to the game an
