Chapter -130 Worries & Anxiety

Tristan's Point Of View

I woke up feeling groggy as hell, and I hurt all over. It hurt to move at all. I looked over at the clock on the nightstand and groaned. It was 3 O'clock in the morning. I felt sticky and gross, and needed to shower, but the thought of walking to the bathroom made me want to cry.

"Good Morning, Tristan." I heard Ferdinand say from somewhere further in the room.

"Morning, Ferdinand..." I groaned.

"I drew you a bath. Do you want to take one?" He asked with a yawn.

"Yes, please..." I replied.

He walked over to the bed, and gently scooped me up into his arms. I looked back at the bed, and noticed that everyone else was passed out haphazardly atop the bed. I looked back at Ferdinand, concerned.

"How long have you been awake?" I whispered, as he walked to the bathroom.

"Hmm? About 30 minutes or so..." He replied.