'baby girl it's time to wake up',
Mark whispered in my ear I pulled the blankets up above my face as I say a bright light streaming in. I felt a dip in the bed,
'what's the time?',
I asked turning over so I was at least facing in the direction in which my boyfriend was sitting in,
'it's 8 o'clock',
Mark responded with, I groaned and put my face into the pillow,
'if you truly think that you can get me out of bed before ten am then you are actually delusional, especially if you think it is going to happen on a day when I am hungover',
I said quietly trying not to aggravate my already pounding head. I heard Mark begin to laugh, he turned me so I was facing him removing the covers from my face, I opened my eyes expecting to see bright lights shinning in but Mark angled himself so he was blocking the light,
'will you believe me the next time I tell you not go out drinking with Mer because you lose the concept of your alcohol limit and will wake up extremely hungover the next day',
Mark said smiling at me, I looked at him not wanting to agree with him,
'how about we make a deal that if I ever go out drinking with Mer again you have to come with me to make sure that I don't lose the concept of my own limit?',
I asked as I held my hand to my head to stop the room from spinning, Mark began to laugh,
'that's fine with me baby it means I can at least control you'.