Episode 8

My sister was always an early riser while me, well I was just me. The incidents of the previous night just flashed like a movie in my head. I slowly got up from my bed, caressing my head because I had a terrible headache from my hangover. I was quite surprised my sister was up and doing that morning.

“Hey, Jane. Good morning,” she cooed, smiling like a butterfly that had enough nectar.

“Good morning Sheba,” I said, smiling dryly and slowly getting up from my bed weakly and trying to process what was going on that morning

“Come, get up. You always wake up late! I thought you’ve let go of that habit,” she said, tapping my feet which made my eyes a bit clearer to look around my room and it was an absolute mess.

“Sheba, I’ve got a huge headache. Please allow me to sleep for god’s sake!” I whined, slumping back into my bed.

“Not on my watch missy!” She yelled grabbing me by my left leg and dragging me all the way off my bed.

“Hey! I don’t want to fall!” I yelled, supporting myself with my