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I don’t remember much of what happened after I threw up on Vanessa, but I woke up with the worst headache ever. The room was unfamiliar. It was also dark and cold. I groaned, and suddenly a light switch came on.
The light blinded my eyes and made my headache a little worse. I touched my head and felt a band-aid across my head, I sat up instantly. I realized I was in Andrew’s house.
Andrew was my longtime friend and old neighbor when I lived on Garden Street with my parents.
“Finally, you are awake,” Andrew said. He was chilling on the sofa in his pajamas.
“What happened to me, how did I get here?” I asked.
“I was summoned to come and get you,” he replied.
“Who called? What happened?” I asked confused.
“Well, Vanessa’s boyfriend had knocked you out cold for throwing up on Vanessa’s dress. She made a pretty good scene of the incident,” Andrew informed me.
