I groaned and propped myself up. I looked up while feeling as if my head was pounding. I could see several faces staring at me with looks of surprise and disgust.
I rubbed my forehead, "Why does this feel like deja vu..."
Millie stomped her foot and glared at Artie, "You tripped her! Why did you trip her?!"
Artie smiled mischievously, "I didn't trip her. She tripped over her own feet."
I sat up, "Holy f*ck!! This is Deja vu!! Don't tell me I've transmigrated to another world again?! I can't deal with the knowledge of knowing I've died again!!"
Millie looked away from Artie and looked towards me, "What are you talking about?"
Artie chuckled, "I think she might be out of her mind still."
Millie ignored him and helped me up. She looked at me with concern, "Are you alright?"
I nodded, "Well I feel like I have a hangover... But I don't remember drinking..."
Millie blinked, "That's called a headache."
"Oh."
