I opened my eyes, and it took me a moment to remember where I was. I didn’t think I would see the day I would share a bed, again with Kyler, and only sleep. I appreciate that he came and got me. Not many guys would have done that. I am sure there aren’t many professors who would do that for their students either. I searched for my phone. I needed to see if any of my friends had my bag.
I found it next to the bed, and next to it were water, painkillers, and a key. Taking the painkillers and water first, because I was feeling slightly out of sorts. I drank way too much last night and I am glad I don’t have classes today.
I check my phone and see a couple of texts and a Facebook message. One text was from my ex—I did not want to read that one, and the other from Isla.
Hey, I got your bag, just come over when you are ready. Did you enjoy your sleepover with Kyler? X?
I don’t remember telling them where I was, but I must have done, or Kyler did.