A Drunken Tale Ch 02
The sun was beaming through her window and Mary felt like her head was going to explode, or maybe just crack down the middle. She couldn’t decide what was worse, the sunlight, the loud, unidentified clanks, or the fact that she wasn’t precisely sure what happened last night. Either way she knew she smelled like smoke and, unfortunately, vomit. She rolled to get out of bed and cursed when she kicked her toes right into her trashcan. Why not? Everything else hurt. Mary trudged to the bathroom...