1 Whats With this Scenario? (1/2)

Painful.

God forbid, her body was aching as if the hounds of hell had been trampling it multiple times.

Pia struggled to open her eyes and was temporarily blinded by the glaring light coming from all directions.

'Huh. Is this the afterlife?Too bright. Ugh. This is hurting my eyes. They should really have an off switch for this.' Pia thought to herself.

The last thing that she remembered was having the worst case of headache and deciding to sleep it off after taking some pills.

Pia blocked the light, putting her hands in front of her. However instead of the slightly tanned, rough hands that she was expecting to see, in front of her was a pair of fair, smooth, and unblemished ones.

'What the hell? I didn't know my hands were this beautiful. Totally hand model material.'

Suddenly, as her eyes have finally adjusted, it was not her hands that caught her attention anymore. Pia stumbled out of where she was because of the shock.

”Sh*t! Am I dreaming? Where the f*ck am I?”

Pia's brain was lagging that moment. She tried to scramble out from her mind what happened the previous day before she flopped into her bed and unto dreamland.

Right. She resigned from work. She lost interest in it and she couldn't bear to stay for another single day. And on top of that she hadn't been sleeping too well for the past months and the physiological fatigue had caught up to her. Pia remembered taking sleeping pills and ibuprofen for her headache that night to help her get a good night sleep.

”I guess I overdid the sleeping pills huh.”

She murmured softly to herself while taking in every detail of the room she was now in. Pia could only describe it to be lavish but not too overdone. It was elegant even. The cream-colored walls were patterned with stencils of roses pairing well with the old rose color of the ceiling, which were in laid with what seemed like gems. The understated sparkle were a pleasure to look at. Pia marveled at it.