(Nikki P. O. V)

I wake up in the morning with a massive headache. I groan in pain and sit up on the bed while massaging my head. I look at the side table to see a glass of juice with two pills which I guess is a pain killer, and I praised the person inside my head who keeps it there. I put the two pills in my mouth and gulp down the juice and sigh in relief. But then I urgently feel the need to puke, and I rush to

the washroom and puke my guts out, which only increases the headache.

"Nikki, are you okay? Did you...