So I opened my eyes, took a minute to think is it worth and do I dare to turn my head or even stand up. I faced the reality and stood up. Went to the kitchen. Sat next to the fridge on the only chair that I have there. I was drinking ice cold ice-tea and watched the plastic cup that had an ashtray function yesterday on the other side of the window. It was snowing as well! And I was warming up the pasta leftovers. Stuffed my face with this blessed italian food and tried to remember everything from the last night!
Alcohol is my friend, hangover isn't. HELP!
