Karl

The incessant buzzing of my phone’s alarm is drowned out by the pounding

inside my head—a lingering reminder of last night’s… festivities.

Why did I think that having one more whiskey was a good idea? I was already

pretty drunk last night by the time I got home, but I couldn’t stop thinking about

Abby.

In a feeble attempt to drown those thoughts out and get some sleep, I guess I

thought one more drink was the way to go. I still remember raiding the minibar in

my apartment and pouring a rather tall glass of whiskey—no ice—which I

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proceeded to knock back while giving half of my attention to a crappy movie I

found on N*****x.

Oh, how I wish I didn’t drink that whiskey. I feel like shit, and I’m not even fully

awake yet.

I finally crack open my eyes, the red digits of

at me: 7:15 a.m.

my eyes and yawning.

inside of me, equally as perturbed by

then a week from now, you’ll be saying that

never hurt anybody.’”

my eyes, running a hand through

it’s like drinking a sleeping pill or something. I can

I also feel like I didn’t sleep

you

Abby before the

name sends a weird tingle down

of last night come flooding back in. She looked so

leaning against

in the light of

so badly, but I couldn’t bring myself to do

when she has

about today.

say, although hesitantly. “But I don’t think

at the studio, caught up in a

the competition. I’ll see her later while I’m

competition from the audience.”

I wanted to give Abby

for everybody. I figure she will be looking

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