I woke up the next morning on the couch feeling extremely and rushed to the bathroom to throw up.
My toes curled and eyes rolled back as I let out everything inside me which was not a lot.
My head pounded and heart rate quickened as I sat there on the floor by myself.
My first thought was to call for Harin but then I remembered that she wasn't here.
I sighed as I held onto the shower curtain seeking assistance to help me to my feet but only to my horror heard the the curtain pins snapped and I fell hitting my back hard as I came in contact with the floor.
"Oww!-Shit!" I groaned as I laid there on the floor head and back aching.
I stayed there laying on the cold floor rethinking my life decisions and if I should get up or just die here.
Dying sounds quite tempting.
About ten seconds had passed and I was still on the floor planning my funeral when my tummy grumbled.
I was hungry.
