When morning came, most of them were grunting, complaining about their headaches. Others were hungry and thirsty. While some weren't fully sober yet, still feeling groggy from all that drinking they weren't used to last night.
"Ugh... Mommy... I'm dying..." Fay groaned, crawling on her bed. "I'm dying..."
"That's what you get..." Sarah bit her tongue when she glanced at the bed next to Fay.
"My head hurts..." Amie was sobbing with no tears, dragging the pillow over her face to cover her eyes. "... I will not drink again."
'That's what most people say the very next day after a party.' Sarah shook her head before catching the figure sitting up next to her bed.
