Dem's Point of View
I slowly got up from my bed then open my eyes. What time is it already? I look at the clock just right here near my bed and I saw that's it's already 11 o'clock in the morning.
God, my body hurts. I stretched my body before starting to make my bed and narrowed my eyes to go to the bathroom to wash. I stared at my own reflection in the mirror as the white towel wiping my face.
"Aish! So annoying!" I suddenly shouted and punched the sink of this tub. But later on I also held my own hand due to the extreme pain of the impact when I hit the sink.
"Sh*t. Why do they really need to hold their bartending contest here in Milan!?" I complained weakly to myself and rushed out of my room. I cooked my breakfast first.
While eating, I stopped chewing when suddenly my cellphone rang. Who is calling this time?
