My head throb when I came to my senses, realizing what just happened, “shit! Please don't tell it happened again!” I cried out out, grabbing my phone to check the date and time, but relaxed when seeing that it's still Thursday, “oh thank the heavens! That would be horrible if I ended up in another coma,” I mumbled, getting up from the ground, getting my still warm noodles, ‘I haven't been out for long, but what just happen? I know that wasn't normal’ I thought, looking at the massage again, relieved that I didn't pass out this time.
Everything still didn't make much since, who, why, and how the hell get my number, who ever the hell they were, but then again it could've been a harmless prank, and I passed out because of stress, “Yea! It's probably not a big deal, I just need some food and rest tonight, big day tomorrow!” I told myself, devouring my meal, but my thoughts just kept going back to the text message, and the flu incident, nothing making sense, but I'll probably feel better after a well needed sleep.
