It felt like something was squeezing my head and making my veins throb painfully. I let out an anguished groan and tried to open my eyes, but the brightness made the pain increase. I closed them once more and breathed slowly, trying to concentrate on something other than the throbbing discomfort.
What had I done yesterday? A few shots of tequila with Jenny and Arianna.
Laughter, loud music and then the dance floor. Then the images seemed like blurs in my mind, a kind of hallucinatory dream.
I tried to open my eyes and this time I managed it, ignoring the pain. I spotted my Top Gun poster and sighed with relief. My room. Nothing so serious should have happened. I'd just abused alcohol and Arianna had brought me home.
I rolled over in bed, realizing that I was lying on my stomach and t
