Gael woke up with a blaring headache at seven in the morning, and the events from the night before came crashing down on him. He let out a long and heavy exhale as he recalled.
He barely slept after leaving Angela's room, so his head was slightly muddled. When he thought that Angela was done for the evening and finally getting rest, she began to bawl her eyes out. Her emotions were too heightened that whatever imaginary friend named Bloop visited her that night got her crying when she said Bloop had left.
The effects of getting high would be different for every person or every instance. Some may have bad trippings, and their anxiety levels would rise through the roof; others would have a good time—like Angela had last night—giggling the whole night and was just in a good mood. But one common denominator was the sensitivity, delayed reaction, or overreaction. So while she had her giggling moments, she spiraled down to being depressed over something that didn't even exist.
