Headache Humor Novels & Stories

But how can I hit him when he's not in front of me and I don't even know him laughing? Eh, don't hit it, it's very simple Trix. Nice own question, Trix's own answer. "I'm not even going to guess okay, so tell me who the devil you are! Because you're disturbing my imagination!" I was annoyed to say that to the caller. Shit! My headache feels like it's going to explode in just a few minutes. Can I just hit my head against the wall? to get rid of the pain, is that effective? [Still the same huh, I just changed my number, you don't know me anymore?]

”Dad asked me when he noticed that I was uncomfortable and I flashed him a smile. “You mean me?Of course I'm fine.”He looked at me then nodded hesitantly,”I think it's a common headache.Don't worry about it.”I picked the coffee and took a long sip. “Are you sure it's not something serious?”Both mom and grandma asked in a worried voice and I nodded immediately. “Is everything okay?”Nico inquired through the mind link,”Yes,just a little headache.”I assured him and he relaxed. My heart pounded wildly against my ribcage as many thoughts clouded my mind.

“He caught a bad cold and a fever, which aggravated his headache.” Hearing that, a hint of guilt kept flashing through her heart. And she felt terrible. ‘He would not have gotten sick if he had not waited outside my house in the rain, all night!’ she thought. “Why is headaches so severe, doctor?” She asked in a low voice. “You are his wife. Don’t you know about your husband’s condition? Mr. Venzor encountered a serious head injury a year ago, which is the reason he gets headache very often.” The Doctor looked shocked and seemed to be accusing her.

Coran's deep voice interrupted my thoughts, making me cover my mouth in embarrassment. He gave a low scoff at my reaction while patiently waiting for my answer. “ No… Not really,” I stammered but he didn't look like he bought my answer. “ I am serious, the headache was probably caused by the fact that I didn't dry my hair last night. I have always been like that since when I was a child,” I answered, this time in a more convincing tone. His gaze flickered for a few seconds but at the end, he shook his head, picked up his phone and excused himself.

Ellis said. "It hurt my dick! I hate having headache," Master Hero complained. "The reason you have headache, number one reason is that you can not sleep well, second, your body need sex, you need to have ejaculations," Dr. Ellis explained the reasons of his headaches. "When is she coming back?" Dr. Ellis asked. "Next weekend. I cannot take longer, I'm getting crazy!" Young Master Hero exclaimed almost crying. "Had you tried another woman?" Dr. Ellis asked with interest as he knew he was mysophobia.

He said, and I chuckled. “By the way, the boys here are so freaking hot.” I said, and he laughed. “Too bad you can't hookup with any of them if you're keeping the guy cover you have right now.” Zion joked. Then, I caught a very terrible headache. It was like my head was splitting from the inside out. It took everything in me not to slam the table or scream, because the last thing I want right now is attention. “Are you okay?” Zion asked, whispering to me.

As the others stared at him, he shook his head as if to ward off a headache. Looks of bewilderment on their faces, the others all looked at each other for some inkling of understanding. Almost imperceivable shakes of the head left no doubt. No one had a clue. Zinnia reached out and laid her hand on the thick bicep of the brooding man. He instantly felt her warmth and cheer and shook her off. He wanted no comfort. Alone in his misery, he lifted his head and faced the others. His voice cracked as he cursed, “These gods have a fucked-up sense of humor,” and stormed from the room.

"😭😭😭 I started feeling a headache from all the crying. I looked at the time and saw that it was 23:15. I dozed off whilst I was sobbing. 😭😭😭 I woke up in the morning with a sharp headache. It was hard for me to even focus. I did my morning routine and did my chores but the headache wasn't giving me the time to do everything I wanted to do. I sent a message to Antonio to tell him I am going to see a doctor I wasnt feeling well and afterwards I will go home to my own place then I will come back tomorrow morning. Just when the message got delivered he called.

“There was this top-notch neurologist who scanned his brain. They found that his violent and sexual urges were interlinked. The theory is, if one can overpower the other, his headaches might just dissipate. Hence, the villa's peculiar 'help wanted' ad. They were interviewing girls for the Sugarbaby job. Though, many before you didn’t quite make the cut.” Amelia paused, her eyes gazing into the distance as she reminisced. “Oh, now that you mention it, he did have this deep furrow in his brows. Looked like a man tormented by a monstrous headache! Maybe he was under its spell then.” Herald leaned in, his curiosity evident. "Hold on, Princess Amelia. Did you retaliate because he became aggressiv

Anderson The headache started in the middle of a meeting. A dull, nagging throb at the base of my skull, like a warning sign I had learned to ignore. I leaned back in my chair, rubbing my temple as the voices around me droned on. My assistant, David, glanced at me, his brows knitting in concern, but I waved him off. I was fine. Just tired. I hadn’t been sleeping well. My appetite was shot. I’d lost weight, enough for people to notice, but I told them I was just busy. Stress did that.