"Ugh…" Ashley's head throbbed painfully.
Before she opened her eyes, she clutched her head. When she peeked through one eye, the curtains were still closed. Her brows knitted as she sat upright.
"How did I get home last night?" she mumbled to herself, her head pounding.
Even so, she crawled out of bed toward the bathroom. But even after splashing her face with cold water to ease her headache, it barely helped. Dragging herself back to the bedroom, she paused as she noticed the items on the bedside table.
"What is this?" she wondered, picking up a small bouquet and some hangover medicine.
Ashley tilted her head to the side. "Did those guys buy this for me?" she wondered, then focused on the flowers. "But why would they give me flowers?"
"..." She pressed her lips into a thin line as she studied them.
Shrugging, she set them down and didn't think much of it. She picked up the medicine and popped one into her mouth, hoping it would help.
