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Dan woke up just before dawn with a splitting headache. He felt sick and again vowed never to drink again. As usual he couldn’t remember everything that had happened the day before, but he remembered enough to know he had behaved badly. Seeing the bruise on Adele’s face confirmed it. Feeling sick and ashamed of himself, he quietly climbed out of bed and dragged himself downstairs to make something that would help with the hangover.

Massimo pov I opened my eyes slowly to the dimly lit room. Fuck, my head was banging really hard. I haven't drunk this much in years, so I was so fucking hungover. I looked around and realised I wasn't home. My penthouse? Why am I here? I sat up slowly as I grabbed my ringing head. “Looks like someone is hungover.” I lifted my head to meet Zara in my shirt. It barely covered shit. My brows drew together in a perplexed expression. “I made you some hot tea, it'll help.”

I had some dignity. He flipped through some channels, pausing and asking if I liked the movie. We struggled to find something we both agreed on. He was a man, and his idea of funny was a little different than mine. He kept flipping until we had finished our pizza and were on our second beers. “This one, come on?” he said with a laugh. I looked at the screen and nodded. “Absolutely. I haven’t seen this in forever.” He pushed play, and we started watching the Hangover. The movie was hilarious for men and women. I settled in, feeling completely comfortable and relaxed and absolutely content with the situation. I put my plate on the coffee table and pulled the small throw Trent had brought for m

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

My Saturday morning feels like shit. Drinking too much last night was the greatest regret of my life. I found Toma laughing at me because of my bad drinking habits. "Dude, didn't we both swear not to drink too much anymore?" "That was my b-bad, I forgot." I feel like my headache's going to kill me right now. "Want me to buy you some pills for your hangover?" "Mmm, yes please."

Raven The hangover hits me before I even open my eyes. My head is a slow, steady throb. My mouth tastes as if something died in it. I lie there for a full minute just staring at the ceiling, letting the memories crawl back in pieces. The bar. Jack. The drive home. Roman guiding me to my bedroom. Me asking him to touch me and — I press my palms into my eyes and groan. God. How stupid of me.

She mumbles weakly. Laying my handbag down on the counter, I move to stand in front of her and pull her into a hug. “Oh, baby. Are you hungover?” Maleah gives me a miserable nod, takes her sunglasses off, and leans her head on my shoulder with a groan. “God, yes. My head is pounding, my stomach is rolling, and my mouth is as dry as a desert. I don’t think I can ever look at sunlight again without wanting to puke.” Rubbing my hand up and down her shoulder, I gesture to the coffee machine. “How about I make you some strong coffee and dry toast while you tell me how it went with Hunter last night.”

Snow "Oh my God. My head hurts." I cry out loud and wince. My own voice piercing my ears, worsening the pain in my head. "This is the worst hangover I've ever had." Cody whispers. "No one has ever had a great hangover. But I agree, this is the worst. We should keep whispering. At least our voices won't worsen the pain." Unable to get up, Cody and I crawl to the kitchen. I spot the camera still secured in its corner. "How we managed to not break the camera is a miracle." I whisper

Giving up on blocking out the alarm clock she pulled herself out of bed and turned it off. Her head was throbbing. God, how much wine did I drink last night? Judging by the scale of her hangover - too much. Flashes of the previous night came to her. Roth had been so handsome and charming and her fear was becoming a reality, she was falling for him. And that kiss! Oh-My-God! If he hadn't stepped back from her and ended the kiss she would have been more than eager to spend the night serving her new boss in whatever way he wanted.