Hangover Funny Lines Novels & Stories

I woke up hungover the following morning. Fortunately, my father and uncle weren't in the room when I got out of bed. I got out of bed and decided to take a quick shower. When I came back into the room, they were sitting at the table. They greeted me with coffee and food. I went to the far side of the room, dried off, and got dressed with them sitting there watching me. I asked, "Don't you guys ever get tired of staring at me? Jeez, it's like you've never seen a woman before."

THIRTY-SIX The pain that was surging through my head was unbearable, almost suffocating. I could not breathe properly and the sheets that we're tangled around me only made it worse considering the heat that I was feeling. I untangled the sheets around me and raised my body and looked up at the walls of the room I was in. The first reflex was my hands holding my head. I stood up from the bed with shaky legs, my entire body was shaking and I cussed myself for having drank so much. This hangover felt nothing like the previous ones I had ever suffered from, it felt like torture and my throat felt dry and scratchy. I walked to the bathroom and stared at the mirror, my appearance also looked like

Vera's POV The sunlight found its way into my room, bathing my skin and hair, gold. Just as I rose from bed, a migraine struck me hard. “Ughh” I groaned and slapped my forehead as I gently placed my head back on my pillow. A hangover was something I had never experienced because I barely drank—but last night would be the last time I'd drink this much. I got out of bed to grab a cup of coffee from the kitchen, and as I passed by the pack's hall door. Phil's voice erupted, loud and angry. He seemed to be having a meeting.

Hangover is one of the reasons I don't like drinking too much because it hardly get out of my system.I wake up late even after setting the alarm to wake me up which has been ringing for a long time but have to off because am just really tired and need to sleep more to gain my strength back. I picked my phone to check the time which I slipped and fell from the bed because the time I saw on my phone shows that I am totally late and I'll be in for a deep shit with the manager because she had warned me on several accounts to stop coming late. I quickly dash to the bathroom to bathe before changing into a fresh set of shirts and trousers. Just don't know what's wrong with me sometimes because I k

The curtains were not closed, and the silver moonlight shone in, falling on the lonely two bottles of beer on the coffee table. Two bottles of beer were separated by a distance of ten centimeters, just like two parallel lines that could not intersect, resembling Layne and Evelin. The next day, Layne opened his eyes and it was already 10 o'clock in the morning. The sunlight pierced his eyes, and he raised his hand to cover them, letting out a soft sigh from his nostrils. The hangover made his head throb, and now he just wanted to go back to sleep, but unfortunately, he couldn't fall asleep again.

OLIVIA Hangover is a bitch and I’m never drinking again. By the time I made it up the stairs last night and into my bed, I blacked out. I woke up in the middle of the night throwing up. Sweet Sharlene held my hair though and cleaned me up when I was done. When I woke up in the morning, I felt dead. My eyelids were heavy and they hurt a lot. The sun streaming into the room didn’t even help. Luckily there was aspirin and a bottle of water waiting by the side of my bed. I made a mental note to thank Sharlene later for it.

Ryan woke up the next day with a splitting headache. It had been years since he’d had a hangover like this—probably not since his college days. He groaned as memories of the night before came rushing back, particularly how rude he’d been to Amber. After a hot shower and popping an ibuprofen, he made his way to the suite’s living room.

My eyebrows rose in disbelief. “And then another thing, you know I can easily recover from a hangover. Oh, shit. That rhymed!” He whistled, making me roll my eyes. Yes. It's really easy for Jeremy to recover from a hangover. One milk, and the jerk’s already fine like he didn’t have a hangover. Fortunately, he can't remember the things he did in his drunken state which is a good thing, actually. I can’t seem to stand if he knows what’s going on between us when he’s drunk.

The air was cold but very refreshing, the dizzy in my head lessened and the four of us just sat there on the bench , enjoying the night a bit longer and watching the moon . .......... My alarm goes off in the morning, it's 5 am and I definitely have an hangover. When my mum new how much I drank she would punish me . I git up and head to the bathroom. I let the cold water run for at least 15 minutes to wake up and lessen the headache. I definitely need a coffee! After getting ready and packing up my things I head to cantine for the early breakfast. I spot Linn sitting on a table with Luca, Vincent, Jay Terrance and Nick Lorrys. Felix wasn't joking, Linn and I are the only women he took, and t