C30 No laughing matter

Date = 13 November

Another hungover morning for me — without drinking.

Place = San Francisco (Damion’s house)

And I’m getting used to waking up here.

POV - Melaena

“Ship!” I wake with a violent gasp, coughing as icy water smacks me straight in the face. My lungs seize. My heart rockets into my throat.

“What the —!” I holler.

Water drips down my hair, my neck