Chapter 36: Humble pie

LEO

"Dude, you are so fucked."

I groaned, holding the pillow to my head. "Danny, get the hell out of my room. Leave me alone."

"Oh, you'll thank me later. Get up. Get a shower. Quinn's on her way over, and she's not going to be happy if you're still sleeping off your drunk."

I blinked in the sunlight streaming through my windows, as memories of the last few days filtered into my head. Shit. My mom. Driving to Matt's Friday night after I'd left the hospital and getting wasted. We'd both slept the next day away, and then he'd said, "Man, you have to stay for the party. We don't hang enough anymore, all the team together. We need you. Team building, buddy."

Somehow that had made sense, and I'd been drunk again by the time most of our friends arrived. I hadn't called Quinn, because I knew she wouldn't be happy; she hadn't wanted to come to Matt's tonight anyway. I was okay with putting off that conversation for a while.