Confrontation

Jo woke up with a terrible headache. She definitely over-estimated her vigor and stamina to have fun based on her youthful glory the previous day. She gently turned her head. ‘Damn it!’ She cursed in her mind. She was on her big sofa bed in the living room.

‘What the fuck? What happened here last night?’ That question was the only one flashing in her mind when she carefully examined Mike, who was sleeping next to her. The lad had blue eyes like a panda, some bruises on his face and a bandaged neck. Not to mention, the dressing was soaked with blood.

She wanted to get up from the other side of the sofa bed, but got another shock. Matthew was sleeping on the other side.

‘Ow snap! Did I drink so much that I have no memory of them putting me to sleep? I didn't even drink with them, so what’s going on here?’