You're Kidding...Right?
Chapter 07 part one
Alice
Kill me.
Now.
I'm begging.
Stupid hangovers. I swear, whoever invented them...ugh...wait. That was you god?
Why I ask you. Why?
My head felt as if someone had taken a bag of turtles and beaten me in the head with them over and over.
And over.
Poor turtles.
Right that moment, Paul decides to come wake me up. He obviously was asleep when I got home last night. However I did get home.
Which is still a mystery to me.
Note to self: Find out how I got home last night.
"Wakey wakey babe!" Paul says. "Time to get up and EMBRACE the day!"
"F*ck the day" I mumble.
"Hey! No profane lang, hun. Gosh...someones a sourpuss this morning..." he says and walks towards the door.
"Hey wait. Make me some coffee." I say before he leaves.
"Excuuuse mee??" he askes dramaticly.
"Please." I beg.
"Totes dear." He says with a smile and leaves.
Hmmm..maybe a shower will help...
