Sammy Walcott

Weeeeeeeeeeeshhhhh

Fuck my life.

I grabbed the pillow over at the end and rolled it over my head trying to block out the kettle sound. I can't believe this! Seriously, if it means using up my savings to buy a new silent kettle, then so be it.

The pillow having failed me I start up on the bed, my head pounding like a there was a blacksmith shop up in there. I grabbed my head, swearing under my breath. I was also thirsty, like I haven't tasted water in years. Morning hangovers are the absolute worst. After 10 minutes of failed relaxation, I marched down the stairs.

"Sammy...