NATHANIEL
The concierge rang up my apartment, informing me of a guest waiting to see me. A most unexpected visitor. I told him to send the person up to my apartment. I slouched on my couch, a beer in hand and waited for the visitor.
It was only mid morning and this was my fifth bottle so far and I intended to have more. Once I dispersed my guest, I would get back to my drinking. My head still ached from my hangover, an aftermath of my drinking last night and my room was still in shambles, just like my heart right now. I was just going to drown myself in alcohol and more alcohol till there was no pain left. I was pretty sure there was a saying that went, nothing drives out a hangover than more alcohol. So far it was proving to be really efficient.
The elevator dinged open and a woman st
