Misinterpreted
Myra stirred when a soft ringing sounded beside her, she tried to block it out by moving away from the source but it persisted.
She blinked her eyes open and met herself in an unfamiliar-looking room, a slight pain gnawing in her temples as she tried to look around.
She's been here before, but she couldn't remember when.
The ringing beside her stopped and Myra tried to sit up on the queen-sized bed amidst the increasing headache.
Where was she last night? How did she end up here?
The ringing started again and she realized that it was an alarm clock. A note was beside it on the bedside cabinet.
It read- I hope you had a good night's rest despite the heavy drinking last night. I will not tolerate you being late to the office.
All her memories come flooding back, she was out with Kevin and his friend Leo, having a business discussion until she began to drink and-