Max’s P O V :
“Ugghh.”
“Fuck..”
My head felt as if it was being hammered with hundreds of nails as I tried my best to open my eyes. My stomach feeling hungry and my throat dry. Inevitably, I tried to call Scott but found myself uttering his name only. Regretting my decision to drink so much last night, I laid awake in bed, hoping for the pain and uneasiness to subside on its own.
A few minutes later, feeling comfortable, I got up from bed and managed to walk towards the bathroom. The cold water definitely sobered me up and I emptied myself. My bladder, which was about to burst, felt relieved, and I walked out of the bathroom.
The details of last night were blurred and messy as I couldn’t even remember how I reached the dorm. However, seeing Scott sleeping peacefully on his bed, it mus
