I woke up with a throbbing headache. I felt convulsed and drop back on the bed, “oh what is happening?” I whimpered. I had a bout of nausea and rushed to the toilet, emptying the content in the pot, “arghhh my throat, it burns.” I cried. I rushed back to the room and fortunately, there was water in the tumbler, I filled a glass and drank it in a single gulp, which was a bad idea. Again, I felt an urge to puke and I puked on the floor.
I tried recalling everything but the memory is blurred. I do remember dancing on the floor and I had beer. “Is that because of the beer?” I gasp, “This is how hangover sounds like?” I put my head in my hands as I sit on the bed. Someone knocks on the door; it’s Daphne on the other side, saying something that I can’t figure out. I open the door with the energ
