I woke up with a pounding headache.
What happened last night?
I felt the sudden urge to vomit, next thing i knew i was in my bathroom, how i got there so fast was something I didnt want to know.
I remember talking to Mr.Im so perfect, then everything was suddenly dark.
There was a knock on my door, then it opened ,
"Breakfast is ready miss", the butler said,
"I'll be there in a few", and with that he left.
I'm having the worst of hangovers.
"Good morning, pops", i greeted giving him a peck,
"Morning, how was your...", he was cut off by my agitated brother,
"Hey, where's mine?", he asked placing a hand on his chest,
"Good morning Squiddy", i giggled
"Dad!", he cried,
"Tony you cut me off, that's rude", he said strictly. The truth is, i have my dad wrapped around my fingers. Im his little princess.