I woke up with a terrible hangover. I could barely remember anything from the previous night. I only knew I was pulled out of the club probably by one of my guards and I vaguely remembered how we dropped Ariel off at her apartment.
I groaned and sighed as consequence of all my drinking hit me. I shouldn't have gotten carried away like that but Ariel whom I wrongly assumed was levelheaded like me was actually a wildcard. It was a wild night for sure.
I lost count of how many shots I took. I remember opting for champagne but she convinced me to take some tequila shots instead. The adrenaline kicked in and I decided to let loose until the memory of whatever was happening around me wiped from my brain.
I found my way to the bathroom and washed my face. I could finally see clearly after that. Then I spotted the glass of water and painkillers placed by my bedside. They began their work after a few minutes and I felt some relief.
