11

I woke up to the sound of voices breaking all around me. How faint they were, yet strong enough to have my ears perked, with figure soon tearing off the comfort of the bed in which I was laid.

"Come on, people!"

The utterances began.

"We haven't got all day"

"Let's move along!"

That voice broke out, mixed with noises pulling from outside, I was prompted out the space of the room, feet bare, hair disheveled, going to have a look for myself.

I could feel a ring in my head, that pang which wouldn't give me some rest.

What the hell had happened to me?

Why was I clad in a robe I bore no familiarity with? And for what reason did I wake up in Ashley's home.

And yet again, that throbbing ache in my head returned.

Why wouldn't it ease me?

All I could remember was having been drenched in liquor, girls dancing half naked before me, and while I was being educated by the raving girls that had gathered to party, I was made introduced to such wilding I never had been amiss. All which befell