She woke up to the sound of a telephone ringing in the distance. "Was that my phone? no, that's not my ringtone." But whoever the caller is, knew what being persistent was. She groaned inwardly willing to stop coz she had no plans of getting out of bed. After a whole fucking century of ringing and she remain to bury herself under the pillow it stopped. But just like that, her sleep was ruined no matter how hard she tried she couldn't go back to sleep.
She sighed loudly exasperated and slowly opened her eyes. Grateful that there were no blinding lights. Jaiye felt a hangover, with slight nausea and a vague headache. She slowly recognized that she wasn't in her room at all. And she was completely naked. She raised the sheet that was covering her, not believing herself just to confirm with her own eyes and not her other senses and was dismayed to see she was completely in the nude.
