He was groggy and disoriented, blinking his eyes and staggering to the bathroom to take care of his business. His head was pounding, throbbing in fact and he could barely make out anything in front of him, his vision was that blurry. He had been asleep for who knew how long and he cursed the fact that once again he had drunken to excess. He knew he needed to cut back on his drinking, Serena kept pushing him to but he found the drink made him more calmer and less volatile. He didn't even care that the sun was shining outside, the light making his head hurt even more as he glanced around the room and finally located his pants. As he put them on he glanced toward the bed and frowned, realizing that Serena was no longer in bed.
He assumed that she must be out in the kitchen preparing breakfa
