Chapter 69: Medieval Castle

Misha's head throbbed as she tried to stand up from the couch that she slept on. 

Looking around at the table full of pizza crust, chips, chicken wings, and bottles and cans of beer. The carpet in the living room smelled like the vomit of all the drinks and foods mentioned. 

Her head feels like someone was continuously banging her skull with a hammer. She stood up to distance herself from that smelly carpet and stretch her arms in the small balcony of the room. She was wearing a big bunny oversized shirt and cotton pants, she wore a bunny head house slippers and there's a khaki-colored turban with a ribbon on the side. 

The sun's already on its full warmth and yet it felt to stay in bed all day and do nothing, but of course, that's impossible, she's an emerging adult now, she needs to find money to fend for herself. That's why she chose the organization, it's easy to gain money and socialize and everything; it's all itself. Per