Someone slammed their books on the table and Emma’s head jerked up, her eyes narrowing. “Why would you...?” She snapped before clutching her head. All she wanted was a greasy burger to cure the hangover that was hammering against her brain. She didn’t even know if it was worth it, the last memory in her mind was a shot of tequila... a body shot... Emma groaned, lowering her head back onto her arms with a heavy sigh.











