Jantung Berdebar Setelah Makan Mga Nobela at Kwento

Thеrе’ѕ ѕоmеthіng аbоut those rеd vіnуl seats аnd splurging оn fаѕt fооd thаt mаkеѕ mе fееl calmer аbоut unеxресtеd shit going down. Thеrе’ѕ аlwауѕ gоіng tо be рlасеѕ lіkе thіѕ waiting for ѕuсkеrѕ like mе tо clear thеіr hеаdѕ in. Mу stomach іѕ rumblіng nоw. Tоо muсh carbs аnd fаt were in thаt mеаl, but I nееdеd it аftеr ѕееіng Jеѕѕuр.

I’m left with an unsteady heartbeat and clenching in my lower stomach. That is just misleading.

Beneath me Marco stiffens, before stating with a drunk slur in his words. “Water… I need water.” I blink myself back to reality and pull myself off him. “Course, wait here,” I hurry back into the kitchen. Although as I fill a glass my mind can’t help but wonder. I decide to ask the newly found voice in my head. “Is it normal to have a fast heartrate when you’re drunk?” As if on cue, my wolf makes herself known with a response. ‘It’s possible.’ I’m not totally satisfied. “But how come I feel as if nervousness can also cause a racing heartbeat?”

I watch him sit up on the bed looking at me like I have grown two heads. "Who are you? And….. what are you doing in my bed?" I ask him quickly and stammer a bit. Because of the hangover, my brain is hazy now. I can't collect anything about this guy. But, My heartbeat is fast. Beating ten times faster than its normal speed. I'm feeling like I'm going to get a heart attack soon. Why is it acting like this? What happens to my heart? I watch him shuffle off the bed and walk in my direction.