周一早晨的阳光，带着点不怀好意的刺眼，砸进林晚星的眼睛。她眯着眼，试图把宿醉带来的天旋地转按回原位，结果只是让眼前的天花板旋转得更快了点。“妈的……”她低声咒骂了一句，猛地从床上弹起来。

angsweat immediately soaked her forehead as soon as she pushed herself up. The room spun violently, making her stomach churn. She stumbled to the bathroom, clutching the rim of the sink for support as she retched, her vision blurring with the motion.

She splashed cold water on her face, trying to clear her head. The mirror reflected her, a mess of dark circles under her eyes and hair falling in greasy strands. "Need coffee. Lots of it," she muttered, grumbling to herself as she reached for her phone.

Her phone buzzed in her hand. She glanced at the caller ID and frowned. It was a number she didn't recognize. Worried someone was calling about work again, she answered, "Hello?"

"Hey, it's me," came a smooth, deep voice on the other end. "I'm sorry, did I wake you up?"

林晚星 tilted her head, trying to place the voice. It was familiar, but she couldn't quite remember who. "Sorry, who's this?"