JUNE

Fucking hell.

How many times would I have to wake up with a pounding headache? Doesn't this get old? Like, I'm seriously tired of it and—

My eyes snapped open when I recalled the incident of a few… whatever. I don't even know how long I have been out.

Mark! Damn that guy.

I opened my eyes and scanned around the place, knitting my eyebrows, puzzled when I saw where I was. I guessed I might either find myself at home or the hospital — like always — but I was dismayed to find myself in a vacant room.

There was no furniture in sight aside from an armchair...