Adriel woke up on the day of his mating ceremony with a splitting headache. He was pretty sure he had a terrible hang over from drinking so much alcohol the previous night at David's insistence. David had claimed they were having a bachelor party which he never had before his wedding.
"Fuckin hell!" he cursed and stumbled downstairs to get some painkillers and a glass of water.
"Mary?" he called and winced at the sound of his own voice.
"Here comes the groom." David, who was looking sharp and fresh, said to the rest of the group as they laughed.
"You look like shit." Ivan slapped him on the back.
"What time is it?" Adriel asked.
"Drink this." David handed him a hung over cure, some painkillers and a cup of coffee.
"Its four p.m. We thought you would be sleeping all day," Ivan said.
