Carina
Everything hurts. My throat feels like I swallowed sand and my eyes feel like I poured acid in it. My head is so heavy I can hardly lift it off my pillow. Wait. How did I get to my bed? Last I remembered I was singing sad break up songs and then… s**t, Archer showed up. I quickly jump up and try to look for my phone, my head spinning as if I just got off a rollercoaster.
Fuck, I passed out with my contact lenses in, no wonder my eyes are so dry! My head runs a mile a minute, trying to remember what I did with my phone. It suddenly rings as if it knew I was looking for it and I freeze, suddenly remembering that I must be at work today. What the hell is the time? I quickly grab my phone out of my handbag and sigh when I see that it is Gwen calling and not work.
“How is the hangov
