THE DAY OF THE WEDDING. Oscar woke up in a strange room. The whole room was pristine white; from the curtains to the bedding and furniture.
He immediately sat up and observed his surroundings. His shirt and other clothing were scattered on the floor. When he checked under the sheet, he realised that he was only in his boxers.
As he moved his head sideways, he noticed how empty the bed was. There wasn’t any sign of anyone else there. Even the pillow next to the one he used was still fluffy.
"Clearly, I am never going to drink that much again," he swore as his head began to throb like hell.
"Good morning, sweetie. How are you feeling? Your brothers brought you here early this morning. You were so wasted, so I had to give you a sponge bath or else this room would smell like whiskey altoge
