A pounding in my head woke me up. I groaned and sat up on the bed. Shit, I need some water! My eyes spun around the room in search of water when a pale face entered my sight. Messy hair spread everywhere as the deep and baggy red eyes bore into me.
"AH! GHOST!!"
"How can you be such a bastard right after waking up?" The ghost asked. Now come on! Should a ghost really be sayng that? What kind of ghost is that casual? I moved away some of the hair from the front of the stupid ghost's head to take a closer look at its face.
"Oh, Yeo-Jung. It's just you." I sighed.
It was just Yeo-Jung. Calm down everyone, we'll call ghostbusters next time!
After taking a deep breath, I yawned. I wanted to stretch my hands above my head, but they pained way too much to do so. Like, it hurt like a bitch. So I ignored the urge. Yawning normally, without moving. It made my throat slightly dry.
"Get me some water, would ya?"
