(Avery's Thoughts)

I suddenly wake up with a pondering headache.

I massage my temples and then press my fingertips against my nose bridge in a circular motion, trying to get the relief that I need.

I try my best to crawl myself off the bed so I can at least wash my face and give it a rest from the heavy make-up and foundation covering it.

Though my legs won't listen to me, I put in my best effort so my soles would stay connected on the hotel floor.

With so much desperation, I finally reach the sink. I wait for the water to gush out from the faucet and...