The next morning was tiring. I felt my drained system when I woke up. My back hurts, my head, and everything. Screw hangover! I will never drink again! Never!
The bed seems more bouncy than it was ever before. The blanket also smell so good that I still don't want to wake up.
I reached for my phone in the bedside table with eyes closed. When I extended my arms, I was set back to reality when I did not reach any table.
The setting is all unfamiliar to me! I am not in my room! And I ran away from home!
Oh god!
I immediately opened my eyes and surveyed everything.
I am inside a room. The sun rays are seething through the grey curtained glass wall. The walls are grey, there's a portrait of a moon hanged above the wall in front of me. The blanket is grey! Everything is different! This is clearly not my room!