The Day After

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"Where am I" I said looking up at the ceiling rubbing my eyes. I had a mean ass headache which could only mean one thing, last night was real.

I looked around the room and realized I was in my room, I still had my clothes on from last night and had no idea how I got in my bed.

I honestly don't remember leaving the party let alone walking to my room. But I knew I needed to get out these dirty clothes, shower, and check on my girls.

I dialed Britt first it rang five times and went to voicemail. "Maybe she's still sleeping" I said to myself before dialing Tasha.

"Hello" she said in a sleepy voice. "I was just calling to check on my girls and make sure you guys were good".

"Yeah I'm fine, just have a bad ass hangover. I stayed with Ant last night".

Mike must be the dude she was talking to last night, I thought to myself.

"That's good, have you heard from Britt" I said worried that something happened. "You know her ass probably stayed with her boo" we both laughed.

"Yeah you're right. Let me shower, I'll call you in a few so we can hit the cafe". I heard Tasha yawn before saying "yeah I'm about to do the same thing when Tim drops me off... see you soon boo". We hung up.

I was worried about Britt still but shit she probably was with her little boo. After all the party was at his house.

When I got out the bed I felt a little dizzy like I had to throw up. I grabbed the trash can next to my bed and spit a little.

After I made sure no more was coming, I grabbed my things and headed out the door.

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