My head was pounding and my stomach was rolling. Not to mention my mouth was so damn dry I felt like my tongue was stuck to the roof of my mouth. This is exactly why I normally nurse only one drink the entire night so I can avoid feeling like this the next morning. When I woke up and realized I was in Luke’s bed I felt a sense of panic until I realized I was still fully clothed and alone I calmed quickly. I had no idea how I had gotten there but it could have gone much worse I guess. When I walked into the kitchen the first thing I see is Luke standing next to the refrigerator and he was shirtless. Oh my I felt a little warm and with the headache I had I felt a little nauseous. I needed coffee badly. I couldn’t look up at him but now had him throwing a pot of coffee on. Why did he have to be so yummy? I turned to face Sophia who looked as bad as I felt. I remembered parts of last night I just wasn’t sure exactly what may have been reality and what may have been all blurred together and all mixed up.
