Chapter 6 - Shea (before)

When I woke up the next morning my head was pounding. The house was unfamiliar and quiet, and I stood quickly, having to steady myself against the wall to keep from falling over as my senses were overloaded by intense nausea. I took a moment to look around the room. I was alone, but I couldn't tell if that made me feel better or worse. Quietly opening the door, I slipped out into the hallway, trying to recall what happened the night before. My memory felt fuzzy and locked up, and my body was sore. I made my way slowly down the stairs, twisting my hair up on top of my head to keep the ratty mess out of my face.

In the living room, there were a few people sleeping still on the floor and on the couch. They all looked to be in various states of disarray and undress, most of the boys were shirtless, and some of the girls seemed to be too. I wa