Novel & Cerita Headache Funny

she giggled at her own joke. Guila’s giggle rippled through the air, a moment of levity amidst the heavy atmosphere. Her joke, bizarre and unexpected, painted a vivid picture in my mind. I couldn’t help but smile at her words, the image she conjured absurdly amusing. It was as if, even in the darkest moments, she managed to find a glimmer of humor, a ray of light that pierced through the shadows.

Fuck, everything hurts so damn bad. I prop myself up on my elbows which was the wrong choice. I really should know better than to do this by now. I stay like that for a few minutes because my head is threatening to explode. I slowly sit up leaning against the headboard. I closed my eyes trying calm this damn headache down. I heard the door to the room open, which sounded like the damn thing was falling off its hinges. I let out a hiss making someone chuckle. I wonder if I would get in trouble for killing someone for entering my room when my head is on the verge of exploding.

Elias mutters, fists clenched. Then, mid-chew, the pain hits me. Sharp, hot, blinding, right behind my eyes. I grab my head with both hands, surprised. “What’s wrong?” Sonia asks, instantly on alert. “I don’t know… I feel like my head is going to explode.” Sonia steps closer with a slow, exaggerated smile like someone presenting a prize on a game show. “Ooooooo. Welcome to our world, baby. That’s called a headache.” A headache. I’ve heard about them. But I’ve never had one. I’ve broken ribs and barely blinked. This… this is annoying.

God, he just kept scooping like it was soup. Soup! And here I was trying to survive brain death. I squinted my eyes tight, pressing my temples. “Oh my God..” “You okay?” he asked, mouth full of ice cream. I nodded, but the fifth spoon ended me. “Brain freeze!” I spat out the ice cream, shaking my head and flapping my arms like that would help. “Ahhh..no no no..” Logan burst into laughter. The kind that shook his shoulders. “I guess you can’t handle the freezing effect, huh?”

This is painful. “Gabe” - she says as soon as she sees me. A small smile appears on her face and I look at her. “How are you feeling?” - I ask her. Stupid question I know. “Like I have meningitis” - she says offering me another smile. “How can you be cracking up jokes while you are laying there” - I say “Because I am that awesome” - she says with a wink. I can’t help but chuckle at their stupid jokes.

The headache relapsed because she was feeling angry. It was not a sickness! Moreover, when she was still in Seardale, the doctor said the headache was caused by her swallowing too much seawater and damaging her lungs. The rest of her injuries were all external. Her brain was still functioning well. Thinking of this, she quickly typed her reply and enthusiastically asked Alex about the direction of the venue. Alex quickly replied. The conversation box then popped up one after another. It came so fast that Rebecca thought she could hear the sound of him typing.

“I was just thinking about how all the thinking I was doing was making my head hurt.” Saying it out loud is even more funny and the two of us start laughing. “Ow,” I say and put my hand to my temple. “You okay? Do you need me to take you back to the hospital?” he asks, concern clearly all over his expression. “No, no. I’m fine. Just things still hurt if I do much, like laugh.” He nods in understanding. “We don’t have to go much farther to get there.” “Good,” I say. “I need a hot shower and some food with flavor.”

Lucille’s POV Pent up frustration? My fucking headache? Or was it the sheer audacity of this man? I couldn’t come up with a reason why I could only let out a laugh. Hard. I almost couldn’t breathe. I placed my hand on my stomach, still laughing. Benjamin stared at me like I was some maniac. And I was. Or at least close to it. I wake up with a blinding headache and I get this right after. “Are… are you okay, Honey?” he asked, skeptical.

Initially, he had been very annoyed and had a splitting headache. But for some reason, his mood suddenly improved as he watched Heather busy in the kitchen, and even his headache eased a lot.

I closed my eyes and took it in, wishing my head didn't hurt so bad so I could fully enjoy it. He brushed a thumb over my hairline, "Headache?" "Yes," I grumbled. "I'll see if Deck's up and get him to run to a convenience store and pick up your hangover cure and some breakfast biscuits. Sausage and egg?" "um, hmm. Thank you." I whispered. My head felt like it would explode if I spoke louder than a whisper. He chuckled low, "Still a lightweight." "Still annoying." I shot back low. He snickered under his breath, "Still a cuddler."