Christian woke up when the time was around twelve in the noon, his head almost breaking into pieces and he had to wait for a couple of minutes to even open his eyes. He groaned, massaging his temples, staring at the ceiling for a while. He couldn't even remember where he was as everything around him was rotating, darkness engulfing his eyes.
"Aghh, how much did I even drink?" He asked himself while hitting his head nonstop.
After what felt like a lifetime, he managed to drag himself to the washroom, he completely forgot about the girl who accompanied him because usually, it was just him. He freshened and stepped out of the room to find his shirt that was thrown into a corner. He lazily picked it up and wore it, when something tackled his hair.
"What the heck?" He cursed as the thing was pulling his hair as he tried to get a hold of it.
