Adventures of Marcy Darren and Me
Bang. The sound of my apartment door closing behind me made my head throb. It had been a long night with lots of booze and my hangover was in full force. Thankfully, today was a Sunday, so I didn’t have to work or go anywhere. I could just go to bed and try to make the rockets exploding in my head stop their constant battle. As I stumbled my way through the apartment, I noticed the message light was blinking on my machine. I crept over to it, knowing full well that the beep before the message...