I sighed and looked at a sleeping Chadrick Moore on my bed in this hotel room. I was telling him to book one for him but he just couldn’t communicate like a human. He was stupid drunk and kept mumbling about how he’s so sick of his life.
I shook my head and took a bath. I have work at nine and he’s still here, still sleeping so soundly. I can’t believe I let him sleep on my bed while I stayed on the couch. I am pregnant and I let the drunk i***t on the bed.
My back is aching while I was changing into office clothes. I looked at Chadrick who was still on the bed. He vomited several times last night so I had to remove his clothes. I don’t want my sheets to smell like his gross vomit.
Seriously, when will this guy stop being so annoying? He’s already a pain in the ass when he’s sober an
