"Ouch! It hurts!" My head was hurting tremendously. It feels like someone is hammering on it rigorously. What the hell is happening? I wake up to some clanking sound. My roommate, without a doubt.There is an orchestra running in the kitchen. The pain is tremendous. What the hell did I take last night? Yesterday was Christmas. My roommate and her boyfriend had a party. I think something happened there. The only person that kept coming to my mind was Tyler Johnson. The last thing I remember was that we both had a fight. "Are you good now?" I looked at my doorway, and my roommate Nancy stood with a coffee tray in her hands. "Thank God, you woke up, Scarlett." "I assumed you wouldn't be awake until the afternoon," she said. "Why did you think so?" I asked.