I felt like I was pooping everything inside of me. I just had to be stubborn and eat the hot dogs, I thought as I crutched my aching stomach. I stayed in the bathroom for another ten minutes before I got out, laid on my bed and tried to get some sleep. I was about to drift off to sleep when I heard my phone ring.
"Ahhhhhhhhh"I screamed in my pillow waiting for the phone to go off but then remembered it might be Alex and reached for my phone on my nightstand and answered without looking at the caller's ID.
"Please get to the point, I'm not in the mood to talk." I said in somber voice.
"Good morning to you too beautiful." Alex said completely unfazed "Why are you grumpy so early?" he asked.
"A certain someone bet that I couldn't eat more than three hot dogs and I proved him wrong." I told what happened as I sat up I my bed.
*Flashback*
"These are so good." He groaned as he ate his hot dog with mustard.
