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As the sun filtered through the blinds, the girl groaned, "What the hell," rubbing her eyes and pulling the blanket tighter around herself. "What time is it?" She reached out from under the covers to check her phone and noticed four notifications from Sunwoo.
Sunsun
hey i'm leaving
i already talked to the boys they said they'd make sure you get home safe
please don't be mad at me
i'll make it up to you tomorrow
"Ugh, seriously?" she snapped, her annoyance flaring as she tossed the phone aside. Still furious about him leaving her alone yesterday, she sat up in bed, her head pounding. "Goddamn, how much did I drink?" she groaned, squinting against the light. Her gaze landed on a 7-Eleven bag hanging on her door. "What the hell is that?" she muttered, irritation bubbling beneath the surface.
Throwing the covers off, she shuffled to the door and snatched the bag, dragging it back to her bed. She opened it to find electrolytes, ibuprofen, and snacks. Staring at the contents, her memories from last night came rushing back. "Did Jaemin buy this for me...?" she said in disbelief, shocked by the boys' unexpected kindness. "Wait, how the hell did I get up the stairs? Did he carry me? No way, that can't be right."
Frustrated by her foggy memories, she threw herself onto the pillow, groaning into the fabric. How could she have let herself get so wasted?
She buried her face in the pillow, trying to block out the sunlight and the nagging questions swirling in her mind. "This is ridiculous," she muttered to herself. As she took a deep breath, the faint scent of fried snacks filled the air, reminding her of the chaotic night.
With a sigh, she rolled onto her back and stared at the ceiling, piecing together fragments of the previous night. Laughter, loud music, and... Jaemin? Had he really been there the whole time? Her heart raced at the thought, but annoyance quickly followed. "Why do they always have to meddle?" she grumbled.
After a moment, she reluctantly grabbed the ibuprofen and electrolyte drink, determined to shake off the remnants of her hangover. "Fine, I'll forgive him for now," she said, sitting up and taking a sip.
The girl decided it was best to just rest in bed all day; she didn't have the energy for anything else. It had been ages since she'd had a night like that, and letting loose had clearly taken its toll. Her head throbbed as she sank back into the pillows, the sunlight streaming through the window feeling too harsh.
She replayed snippets of last night in her mind, a mix of laughter and blurred memories. "I really need to remember my limits," she muttered to herself, groaning as she turned onto her side.
