Chapter 7
Sean opened one eye and came face-to-face with the cold hard truth of his night. He felt like s**t, and looking at the cause of that had him clamping his eye shut again.
Someone groaned, interrupting the train racing through Sean’s skull.
“What the hell?” a voice said.
Sean kept his eyes closed, hoping the other person in the room had the courtesy to leave him alone.
“Wake up, dude,” he said, nudging the couch Sean passed out on.
He groaned and waved off the other person. He still couldn’t place whether it was Ryan or Henry. Their voices were too similar, and with that train still making its presence known inside Sean’s head, he couldn’t think straight.
“Why did we drink so f*****g much?” Definitely Ryan.
“Because you’re both too young and inexperienced to know your limit
