Damien’s P.O.V.
“Dude, you were out like a light!” Corey exclaimed as he relayed the events of Saturday night to me on Monday morning. On Sunday I had awoken with the most excruciating hangover known to mankind and I still had to go to church. Corey had stayed in my bed sleeping off his while I had gone and sung my heart out to praise my God. I love church, don’t get me wrong, but being in a room that echoes as loud as our church when you have a hangover…it’s not the most motivating or pleasant thing.
Corey left as soon as we arrived home because his mother was threatening to make his butt glow a bright red if he didn’t get home immediately. I love that woman. She’s so comical. Corey told me that Knightly had found me on a fallen tree in the woods and had driven us home because Corey wa
