Drinking Am I Right
“Ugh what day is it.” I horsely say, sitting up in my bed. The alarm clock to my left says 7:22 Am, almost ten minutes before it’s supposed to go off.
Ugh I guess it’s time to get up. My body hurts all over. What the heck did I do last night. I know I drink a bit but it’s never this much of a headache after.
Standing up from my bed I prepare for my day. Shower, get dressed, you know the works. My body is still completely sour though. My heads killing me.
Finally I head downstairs for some food and water. Breakfast? Yeah breakfast that’s what it’s called. But hey the water should help me feel better. Definitely looking forward to that.
I spot something odd in my kitchen when I get there. Namely a person. She’s a nice looking young lady standing ruffly 4 inches above me. What’s their name, I don’t know. Since they’re here so casually I guess I should pretend I do though.
“Hey buddy how you doing this morning.” I say. I can just hear how bleh I sound this morning.I can probably get away with calling out today.
Little ms big unknown lady turning to me with this look of both dear in headlights and oh my that’s my favourite celebrity. Truly a wonderful mix of faces. Then she smiles. Smiles like you would at a horde of puppies. Or being gifted a lot of things. Or I don’t know it’s a really pretty smile okay. And she speaks.
“Myra your awake,” as she trapes me in an embrace. “ oh Myra I thought you were gone and you wouldn’t comeback but you’re here. Your back again.”
“What the… get off of me.” I say pushing and ducking out of the hug. “Who are you I’ve never seen you in my life.”
“Come on Myra, it’s me, Sunny, you remember me right.” She says the smile not as there as it was.
“No, frankly I don’t. How do you even know my name.” Honestly she’s got some nerve. I probably just let her in for a night and now she thinks she knows me. I’m my own person and not dealing with someone like that.
“You really don’t remember me.” She’s starting to tear up now. Kinda pity inducing.
“No, I do not. Now are you staying going, are we having a little breakfast chat. What’s going on.”
“Myra you have to remember. You and I were paired up in one of our meetings, and you helped me with the… and then we went to dinner. Then I helped you with the thing.” Oh ooh crying, that’s not something I’m trained for. “Please Myra your the best person I’ve ever met you have to remember me.”
Wow that’s a lot of rambling. I did all of that with her in one night, dam. “Wait a minute what meetings.”
“What do you mean what meeting. Before the accident we would go every week.” She said. Still sniffling
“Wait ACCIDENT”
“Yeah you got a ride from your friend one night and you were upside down in the ditch in the morning.” Things are starting to click. “I don’t even want to think about that scene.”
“Umm Sunny you said your name was.” She turns to face me again. Lip quivering a little she nods. “What day is it.”
“April 17th why.” Oh my gosh it’s clicking. I grab her by the shoulders now to ask. “How long was I out.”
“About a month.” And it’s clicked. Kinda, my memories aren’t all there but that memory is how I know this girl.
“Sunny I am sorry for any and all things I’ve said this morning,”
“I accept” she says.
“I think I vaguely figured this out, but we have a lot to talk about.” I say.
“Okay.” She responded and together we walk off and settle for that chat.