~ IMOGEN ~

"Miss Mark, please get me coffee." Hames ordered, tracing the head of his pen around the printed words on the file in his hands. 

"Okay, sir." I nodded, turning around with a yawn and to the kitchen to make him coffee. 

I was having a very terrible headache. I knew I had gotten so drunk last night but I couldn't clearly remember all that had happened. 

Nevertheless, 'she's my girlfriend' kept ringing in my head,increasing the terrible headache I was having. 

I was also damn hungry. I also remembered puking my guts out, my throat was still hurt from the pressure of vomiting. I must've been too...