'morning baby',
I heard Ross say walking into my bedroom, I slowly opened my eyes and looked at him slightly annoyed,
'fuck off',
I said to him groaning slightly as I was extremely hungover, he laughed slightly,
'I'm going to ignore that and instead ask how are you feeling?',
Ross asked me, I slowly began to sit up and shook my head at him,
'are you telling me I shouldn't have asked that?',
Ross asked standing next to me, I nodded my head at him. The head movement was a bit too much and made me feel extremely ill, I quickly ran towards the bathroom, I could hear Ross follow me in. I got onto the ground and immediately felt Ross behind me, he pulled my hair back and held it out of my face for me,
'Ross you don't have to, you probably don't wish to see me vomit',
I said to him slightly embarrassed, he sat down next to me sill holding my hair,
'I'm here for you through everything baby'.
