C63 Sixty-one

Byron's Point of View

"Ugh," I moan as I woke up. Damn, my head is killing me. Sigh, maybe I drank too much alcohol last night.

I was about to stand up when I felt a sudden ache at my back. Goodness, what's this? What did I do last night to go through this? I closed my eyes and carefully lied down, but when I heard a footsteps, I immediately opened my eyes. Who the fuck