Byron's Point of View

"Ugh," I moaned as I woke up. Damn, my head is killing me. Sigh, maybe I drank too much alcohol last night.

I was about to stand up when I felt a sudden ache at my back. Goodness, what's this? What did I do last night to go through this? I closed my eyes and carefully lied down, but when I heard footsteps, I immediately opened my eyes. Who the fuck, entered my room?

I sat down, "Huh?" I tilted my head, "James?"

James was my friend when we were kids until now. You may call it a "childhood friend". Anyway, going back to my concern,...