Beat

Chapter 9

Gulf's

"What's with that murderous look of yours, Gulf? You look like someone who would kill any time." Mild said as I sat down beside him but instead of answering him, I sighed before taking the oranges from my bag. "Aow, oranges. Can I have some?" He tried reaching for my oranges but good thing I'm quick enough to move it away from him.

"Mine." I said as I glared at him and he had no choice but to back off while puckering. He even scratched his head as he look at me.

"You should really remind yourself not to drink too much. Aside from being grumpy, you're also being stingy because of your hangover. Sharing is caring, you know?" He said, as if trying to guilt trip me but to no avail.

'Caring, my ass. You didn't even bother to take me home last night and now you're talking about caring? Tsa!'

I just glared at him before peeling the orange in front of him and he watched me.

"Seriously, Gulf. What's wrong with you? You're acting kind of weird today. Did something wrong happened last night?" He asked.

But instead of answering him, I proceeded to eating the orange just to give remedy for my hangover. I've actually heard that Sprite and oranges can really help to cure hangover. So, whoever that person is, he might be a pro wheln it comes to drinking. He or she even called me a weakling! Perhaps, he or she is really a pro!

'Who could it really be?

Why can't I remember anything?

Am I really that drunk last night?

But I can clearly remember what happened before I pass out.

What the hell is happening to me?