Hangover Square の小説・ストーリー

I opened my eyes groggily, the sound of my phone buzzing relentlessly dragged me out of sleep. For a moment, I didn’t even open my eyes — just reached blindly for it, groaning as the vibration refused to stop. When I finally squinted at the screen, the name flashing across it jolted me fully awake. Bluebird Entertainment. My heart skipped.

There is a private room that a friend deliberately rents to celebrate a birthday with only close friends attending. For more than four hours, they were all in the Bar. Until it was 12.30 pm, and Mario intended to go home. Coming down the stairs while talking, Mario's eyesight accidentally caught a woman he knew so well sitting leaning his head on the bartender's table like he was drunk. To confirm what he saw, Mario quickened his pace. Closer, then closer. And it turns out his guess was correct. There was Aurorae, leaning back, holding a glass filled with a drink. It was evident that the woman was in a drunken state.

Lyra "Ugh, are you guys going to wake up or... Oh, you're already awake," the bartender who I recognized from last night said as she walked into the room, and I winced from how intense my hangover was. "Fuck!" "I know right, you had a lot to drink last night." She walked towards the other side of the bed where the guy was and slapped him across the thigh. "Get the fuck up, Greg. I have to be in school in an hour."

she said shaking him until he opened his eyes, determined to stop him from sinking into the bottom of another bottle. Allen glared right back when he blinked up at her standing over him, right up until he saw what was in her hand. He practically snatched the glass and downed it in one disgusting gulp. Her hangover potion was the most disgusting tasting concoction that existed but it worked instantly. He sat up when the pounding in his head faded to nothing and the rolling of his stomach settled. Just in time for the previous night's events to start rolling behind his eyes like a bad movie.

Heavy eyes, hammering migraine, a sour taste inside his mouth, Harvey has a hard time waking up this morning. He groans and stretches his arms toward the window, where a warm sunray is peaking. He opens one eye and checks his phone to see what time it is. It's earlier than he thought. Harvey sighs and rubs his eyes before he sits on the side of the bed and pours a glass of water. The cold liquid feels like a refreshing wave inside his throat. He looks down and realises he's still in his clothes. He smells like alcohol, sweat and smoke from the theatrical fog of yesterday's party.

Stacey asked, not taking her eyes off the laptop on her lap as she tried different passwords. "What do I want? We're sister's aren't we? It's only normal that we hang out sometimes," Hailey said, a hint of sarcasm in her tone. Stacey tilted her head and stared at her sister with a stern expression. "Really? Are you sure you're just not here to borrow money from me?" Stacey asked sarcastically. Stacey knew her sister well to know she was here for something. Hang out? When have they ever hanged out? Letting out an exasperated groan, Hailey stood up from the bed, and glared at her sister. "Fine… but if you lend me the money, I can help you with finding out somethings about your ex husband." Hai

The best revenge is always to happily move on and let karma do the rest. Ananya My head was hurting so much as if someone was hammering it from inside. I slowly opened my eyes. I squinted my eyes and closed it again. I again opened my eyes. I will never drink again in my life. Now i understood how hangover feels. Ohh godd!!!

com SUBJECT: I did something stupid (figures) _____________________________________________________________ I currently have the biggest hangover in the existence of hangovers and I only have beer pong to blame for this. I don’t understand why you had left for the weekend but I am so mad at you guys for abandoning me. The Kappa’s threw such a good party, you guys don’t understand. And I won beer pong – I, uncoordinated, idiotic, Hayley Anderson had beaten someone in beer pong. It was absolutely magical and had resulted in me getting so wasted I did the most stupid thing in the world.

After brushing his teeth and splashing water on his face, he felt a little better—at least enough to function. When he stepped out of his room and headed toward the kitchen, he already knew what to expect. And just as predicted, Kyle was there. This time, Kellan wasn’t surprised. “I still don’t understand why you’re bent on looking after me,” Kellan said the moment he entered the kitchen. Kyle didn’t reply. He turned from the counter with a bowl of soup and placed it in front of Kellan. “Here,” Kyle said calmly. “For your hangover.” Kellan stared at the soup. He wanted to refuse, but the dull ache in his head convinced him otherwise. He picked up the spoon and began to eat.

Now I could feel my sheet being removed from me while someone patting my butt hardly and screaming "Up up up up, you had enough sleep A, it's already past 12 noon now" I groaned and sat up slowly and immediately was hit with a headache "Ugh, I feel like my head is going to split into two." I opened my eyes to see Casey standing with a glass of water and some sort of tablet while smirking at me, "that is what you get for being a total drunkard on the very first time you drank alcohol" I took the glass and drank the medicine she gave thankful for the soothing liquid which was making me feel a bit better already. "what happened yesterday? I don't remember much happening after you took me to the