Chapter18

#Chapter18

Da--Holy Fudge on a Popsicle Say What?!

/"Wakey-Wakey!/" I heard Marley's chirpy voice and I groaned.

/"Go away./" I muttered.

/"Don't tell me you have a hangover./" Marley snickered.

I ignored her, snuggling into the pillow. My head throbbed and I felt like my body was run over by a truck.

/"I have coffee,/" Marley whispered, finally taking pity on me.

I opened one eye, to confirm if what she was saying was the truth. Surely enough, she was standing with a cup of coffee in one hand.

/"Thanks,/" I mumbled, taking the coffee from here and gulping it down in one go. Marley looked at me as if I was some alien.

/"What?/"

/"That was really hot coffee./"

/"And?/"

Marley sighed. /"Why do I bother with you?/"

I decided not to answer, plopping back on the bed. Marley gave me a glare, and I sat up.

/"Parker's here. And he is so annoyed that we didn't include him last night./"