Chapter 45 Hangover

LOS ANGELES ARTHUR YOUNG APARTMENT Arthur Young opened his eyes to the dimly lit room, although it was daytime but the thick drapes wasn’t opened yet. The aching in his skull ebbs and it flowed like a cold tide yet the pain was there. Arthur was feeling like he got hit by a bus. The hangover felt like the blackest clouds was over his head with no intention of clearing. Arthur slide out of bed slowly and motioned towards the bathroom. He had drank too much alcohol last night. He splashed cold water on his face just to feel something refreshing and he also instantly wished that he could wash his brain from the toxins too. He walked out of the room to the kitchen. The smell of the wine from last night was intoxicating, yet this morning it added to the drink of water in his mouth. Arthur was feeling like his head would crack open anytime soon. Perhaps some painkiller would help subside the pain in his head. Arthur picked out tablets from the fridge and he gulped it down with water. The doo