I woke up by the sound once again caused by the vacuum cleaner. It was, of course, irritating as can be.
Is it noon already?!
Groaning by the vibrating and despicable echo, not to mention the realization of the time, I opened my eyes seeing everything all in a blur. "Ugh..." My hands took my face to cover, trying to calm down.
The sun then hit my eyes, forgot the the curtains were already opened for me. Wow, what help for waking me up in the morning.
One, the vacuum cleaner.
Two, the sunlight.
I sighed, nonetheless feeling relieved that I am still alive.
So!
Without further ado, I decided to just sit right up and take a few short breaths to calm myself down.
But that didn't work either.
The grumbling of my stomach came as the familiar feeling from yesterday stuck on my throat.
Crap, don't tell me I'm going to puke once more.
Gagging with the feeling of puke climb up my throat, I placed a palm over my mouth, trying to delay the flight. I stood up and ran towards the bathroom, once again passing through the staff cleaner of the room.
She waves her hand even with the sight of me in panic, "Good morning-"
I replied to her with the sound of 'planning to puke, talk to you later' as I tried to make way for myself because she was in the middle of the drive way.
Opening the door, lifting up the toilet cover and puking all I need to satisfy my feeling, I had more thoughts as to how in the world this happened.
Disgusted with myself, I flushed the toilet bowl with a frown on my face.
That's not the second day I puked in the morning. I reminded myself over and over again, making my way towards the sink.
I washed my face with cold water, breathing in and out. Second day...
My head shook as I took the thought off. I am not certainly sure about this. It can may be because of my palpitations or lack of food in the morning... Or maybe because of jet lag.
There are a lot of possibilities, and one of the closest is: Pregnancy.
Ugh! For the love of mercy, PLEASE!
I went out the bathroom and planned to get my towel, but the staff stopped me and halted me with her waving hand.
"Good morning, Mademoiselle." She greeted kindly.
Although I was in a bad mood, I decided to greet her kindly myself. "G-good morning." I stuttered.
She tilts her head as she looked down at me, "How is your morning sickness?" She asks.
Oh please don't ask, cause I will not reply-
"I'm very much fine now, thank you." I bowed.
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