Playing with fire
"Where is it?" Haley mumbled as her hands started shuffling through her things on the chair, her bed, in her cabinets. But it was still missing.
Where was her bag?
Her eyes scanned her room, looking for it. She remembered dropping it off somewhere in the room when she returned from her errand this morning. She was sure of it.
She also remembered dropping into the bed, exhausted. She slept instantly. Blame it on the thoughts that would not allow her to get some shut eyes last night. She ended up tossing all night.
She still remembered the several glasses of alcohol she had consumed last night. That should have knocked her out, but her stupid brain would not stop thinking about him.
"Where is my phone?" She moved from one corner of the room to the other. She had been looking everywhere. Eventually, she sat on the edge of her bed, feeling frustrated.