The House of Cox - Wednesday 10:00 AM
I blink my eyes open, and I feel a bit nauseous. I start taking deep breaths, doing my best not to throw up, and I manage to keep it down. This is not a hangover, this is... I don't know what the hell this is. I turn around on the bed and Perry is not there, which only makes me pout.
"Perry?" I call out. Did he have an early shift today? I am pretty sure both of us had the day off.
What the hell happened? Did I get drunk? I know we went out on that damned double date with The Todd and Elliot, but I don't remember drinking more than one Appletini. My stomach feels horrible for some reason, but soon I focus all my attention to my leg as it starts hurting in the way it has been hurting for the past few days. I reach to the nightstand on my usual side of the bed and open the drawer, searching for the Percocet but finding only Valium instead. Anything for the pain. I pop one of the pills and wash it down with the glass of water sitting on my nightstand.
"Perry?" I call out again.
"Perry?" I call out. Did he have an early shift today? I am pretty sure both of us had the day off.
What the hell happened? Did I get drunk? I know we went out on that damned double date with The Todd and Elliot, but I don't remember drinking more than one Appletini. My stomach feels horrible for some reason, but soon I focus all my attention to my leg as it starts hurting in the way it has been hurting for the past few days. I reach to the nightstand on my usual side of the bed and open the drawer, searching for the Percocet but finding only Valium instead. Anything for the pain. I pop one of the pills and wash it down with the glass of water sitting on my nightstand.
"Perry?" I call out again.