9. And The Morning After

The so-called morning after has never really went well for anybody. You wake up, your body is stiff from sleeping, your head is piercing in pain, and your mouth's all dry. Sometimes, you wake up not remembering a single thing from the previous night. Most times, you slowly gain memory of what happened and it stumps you down so hard you swear off drinking forever. There are also times where you wake up, look to your left-or right-and see someone with you. Most times, you end up waking alone and miserable. Well, this isn't one of those times. Cameron and I felt drowsy a little after four a.m and we didn't want to fight it off any longer. The wine bottle was finally empty, and Cammie had started to yawn, while I was already half asleep on the couch. "Cammie, come here, you'll catch a cold over there." I say a little groggily over to her since she was sitting on the cold floor. She climbs on to the couch. It only took space for one body, so we had to cuddle a bit, both of us didn't