"Ouch! It hurts!"

My head was hurting tremendously. It feels like someone is hammering on it rigorously. What the hell is happening?

I wake up to some clanking sound. My roommate, without a doubt.There is an orchestra running in the kitchen.

The pain is tremendous. What the hell did I take last night?

Yesterday was Christmas. My roommate and her boyfriend had a party. I think something happened there. The only person that kept coming to my mind was Tyler Johnson. The last thing I remember was that we both had a fight.

"Are you good now?"

I looked at my doorway, and my roommate Nancy stood with a coffee tray in her hands.

"Thank God, you woke up, Scarlett." "I assumed you wouldn't be awake until the afternoon," she said.

"Why did you think so?" I asked.