Hangover
Hangover: I woke next to a pool of vomit. I didn't realise that I had had that much to drink. I realised somehow I had got to bed. I had no idea how. I threw off the sheets to get up. Then I realised that I was dressed as a French maid. I had never even put on any women's clothes before. How could I describe this? It was like when I was learning to swim. I remember that I wanted to step slowly into the water but instead I was thrown in the deep end. I panicked and had...