![]() The joys of drunk sex: seeing who is in your bed in the morning She gave me a blank look for a couple of seconds and then jumped up shouting: ![]() I lay down imposingly on the bed, enjoying a beautiful hungover morning. I tried to stand up, but something was blocking my left arm.Įverything that happened, returned to my mind.įear was quickly replaced by a feeling of euphoria. I believe there was a bottle of vodka which we happily emptied with Alisa together. My whole essence was overtaken by primal fear and terror.Ī terrible taste in my mouth, pains all over body and a severe headache – it seems someone was drinking hard yesterday.Īfter coming to my senses, somehow I started to recall the events of last night. ![]() ![]() ran, stumbling over something, having no air to breathe. Or maybe it weren't people but fuzzy black blots with hellish landscape on the background.
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