COURTNEY

“Slept well?”

Tyler's eyes groggily opened, squinting them for a while to get used to the light.

Unfortunately, my journey back to the house from the club lasted about an hour as there was no cab at that ungodly hour.

“You smell horrible, Aunt Courtney”, Tyler groaned, turning his face to the other side.

My jaws hung open in horror, not knowing whether to be horrified at myself or the distasteful words coming out of a child's mouth.

“Well too bad your game pad ...