My eyes opens to a very bright light, brought by the wide windows of the room I find myself in. I sit up as I feel my head ache, then look at the dress I am in and memories from yesterday floods my head causing me to groan. Looking at my black crop top from yesterday, I find dried vomit and I scrunch my face in irritation as I smell my top.
Pulling away the duvet, I place my bare feet on the brown tiled floor and the feeling of the cold tiles against my feet sends chills up my spine as I try to stand up. I walk towards the first door I sight and open it up to find a bathroom, where I am smile in relief as I walk towards the basin and place my hand beneath the tap.
Washing my face, I raise my head and look at face in the mirror.
“Kiki.” He answered my call and I grinned.
“After that?”
