*ROMAN POV*
This morning I found out rather quickly that drinking games and I don't mix. Considering I had never drunk alcohol to begin with, I wasn't sure what to expect. Now that I know, I have made a mental note to never drink with Sterling or Jameson again.
"Hungover?" Olive asked as we prepared to go down for breakfast. I shrugged my shoulders, because I wasn't sure if what I felt was called a hangover, or a near-death experience.
"Um, I don't technically know what a hangover is, but if it means feeling like utter s**t, then yes, it's a hangover. Any cure for this monstrosity?" I asked.
She released a soft giggle, and nodded her head. She went to the bathroom and came back with some aspirin tablets and a glass of water.
"For starters, take these. Then, we need to feed you a nic
