C15 Great pretender

Clinton pov:

I woke up to the loud volume of my alarm clock, it was nine o'clock in the morning so my stomach was hurts signaling that I was hungry. My head was heavy as I sat down.

"Damn, my headache is hurts, maybe the amount of alcohol I drank last night." I whispered to myself while holding my head.

My hair is still messy. I would have stood up when I noticed who was next to me