Ivan
"Ah! f**k," I grimaced, grabbing my head with both my hands. It hurts so damn bad. I hate hangovers because I always get the worst of it. My stomach feels like crap, my mouth tastes like crap and my head feels like it would burst open any moment now. It's been twice this month and so far this felt like the worst of all the hangovers I had in my life.
I fumbled around for the glass of water on my night stand and grimaced to find it empty. s**t! Gingerly, I got up and fumbled for the door. I needed something better than water. Chilled cranberry juice maybe with ice. The thought was enticing and I couldn't wait to go and find Christina so that she can help me with this crap. I was sure the wise woman wou
