She let out a soft groan of pain. Movement was bad. The light that filtered in between the curtains was also bad. Thankfully, there was no noise. Carrie took solace in this fact.
She didn't move much. Carrie tried to raise her head a bit and peek out from between the covers but the pounding head pain got worse when she did that. So she remained on the mattress, naked under the blankets.
The night previous was a blank. That wasn't good. "Dick?" She didn't call out very loud. After a yawn, she was hit by a wave of nausea. Perfect.