Sydney
I wake from my afternoon nap which I wasn’t supposed to take, but by the time one o’clock came, I was exhausted. Justin was next to me when I fell asleep, but the bed is empty now. I go to sit up at my usual pace but soon regret it when the room starts to spin, and a pain shoots through my head. No! This is not what I need! Justin was right. I am coming down with something, hopefully only a cold, and it will pass soon. I can’t be stuck in bed with the flu when I still need to find a job and finish organising my place.
I groan and take my time to climb out of bed. I shiver because I am cold. I glance around and find Justin’s hoodie and pull it over my body before I go to search for him.
“Justin?” I call out, my voice a little husky. Great, I can add a sore throat to the list.
