Ugh...I feel terrible...
...Sam's room...
Autumn! Breakfast!
Morning!
How do you deal with hangovers?!
Awe, poor Autumn has a hangover.
Dammit! Help me!
Ow! Ow, ow, ow...
You shouldn't laugh like that.
You should call somebody to pick you up or something. So you can go home and lay down.
I would let you stay here but I have to work today.
Who goes out-
Ugh...who goes out the day before they work and get drunk...?
Me, because I can obviously handle it. <3
I don't think that's...something to be proud of...
It is too!
Please...don't shout.
Listen, I have to go. Call someone to pick you up because you need to rest you bad, bad girl.
Get better. Some medicine might help also,but it's better to just sleep it off.
Ugh...dammit today's a training day too...
RING RING RING...
Who...is?
*answers phone*
Hello?
.....
Yeah, I'll come get you. You said you were at Sam's house?
Autumn: Yeah...
Your so naughty, drinking while your only 18 and getting drunk!
Autumn: Quiet your voice...
I'm coming to get you.
Autumn: Are you sure...? I can just walk.
No way. You sound terrible and I bet you look as pale as ever.
Autumn: I guess if you don't mind. I was going to call someone else but...he might get really disappinted in me...
....
I'll be there in a matter of 10 minutes or 15.
*hangs up*
He... She must be talking about that guy Sophie told me about that one night.
20 minutes later...
Sorry it's kinda a mess.
I didn't really expect it to be clean or too dirty.
That's kinda a mean thing to say. your bark is worse when your sick...
SHUT THE HE-
Ow, ow, ow...
You need to rest. Here, there's a couch over that way since I'm sure you don't wanna sleep in my bed.
Thanks again Nathan.
No probelm.
