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CASSIUS That night drinking with Scott was probably the most drunk I'd ever been. True to my word, I had managed to get so drunk I forgot all about Deira and Makayla. Unfortunately, the next morning reality came rushing back to me, and brought with it the worst hangover I'd ever had. My head was killing me, and even the dimmest light seemed too bright. I forced myself to drink some water, and then called my assistant to reschedule all my meetings. The hangover was too severe to even think about working, and I decided to just go back to bed.

He completely took my mind off Aiden and Anna and made me enjoy the movie and before I knew it, the movie ended and my stomach aching from laughing so hard. "I've never seen a movie this good," I said, feeling kind of lightheaded from laughing so hard. "You should see the hangover too, it was so damn good, we should see it sometimes," He said as we walked out of the room first, talking non-stop about the scenes laughing so loud all the way, completely getting lost in the moment, my mouth ran a mile, talking out freely like I never before when I once again heard the train sound from behind, turning my attention to it.

Draven said and turned to her with a cup, she slowly took it from him and gave him a questioning look. “Drink it.” He ordered and she gulped it, she coughed immediately and an irritated expression displayed on her face. She sat up and coughed again. “What was that?” “A herb for a hangover.” “Hangover?” She asked confused and her eyes widened in shock as the memories of last night came flooding in, some seemed blurry but she seemed to recall the detailed ones. “Oh my God, you killed people.” She said and Draven ignored what she said as he paid attention to his laptop.

I asked with a frown as I sat up. He cleared his throat. “Sorry, love. I got home past six. I was totally wasted last night. Raul and the others couldn’t drive me here since they’d been drinking too.” “Really? Then where did you sleep?” “At Jimmy’s,” he replied casually. I stared into his eyes, then looked away when a sharp headache hit me. Hangovers suck. “I made some soup. I’ve got meds for your headache, too. How about some chocolate cake after?” I pouted and hugged Timothy—he really did know exactly what I craved when I had a hangover.

Charlie woke up with a banging headache as he tried to recollect what had happened last night, maybe he had drank a little too much he concluded after the headache refused to go away is butner came in with a tray containing a glass of water and some hangover pills. "Cleveland, what happened where is Miss Cole?" He cocked up his eyebrows as if he had invented a new word that no one had ever heard before, almost looking like he was so stunned that the tray with the glass of water and The hangover pills were going to fall off his hands.

Miracle A heavy rainstorm pelted the rooftop, dancing on the windows. I tried to open my eyes but groaned as I felt a dull ache on the left side of my head. Everything was too bright, and the dim light bulbs gave me a headache. I closed my eyes as the room began to spin and make its presence known in all its unpleasantness. What was it about hangovers that made one feel as if they were dying? In silence, I reflected on the previous night's events, including the party, Leonel's ex, his mother, champagne, and watching anime with him.

THE NEXT MORNING Gavin stumbled out of his car, rubbing his eyes from the banging headache that was almost destroying him. Making his way towards his front door, the only thing on his mind was a cold cup of coffee. And anything that would cure his hangover. He caught a glimpse of himself in the glass of the patio doors and nearly recoiled. “How long have I been like this?!” He muttered running a hand through his disheveled hair. His eyes looked sunken like the ghost rider, his usual plush pink lips was white like a cancer patient. “Fuck!” He grumbled, heading inside the house.