The cold water shocked me awake. I was curled up in the tub in my underwear with the shower running. I must have puked on my clothes and then tried to wash them in the shower. I hung them over the bar, hoping that they’ll be dry enough to wear home and collapsed naked on the nasty bed. I vowed that this is my one drunken night to take the edge off, and decided to enroll in counseling to get myself together.
Drunk by Marisa Fink
The cold water shocked me awake. I was curled up in the tub in my underwear with the shower running. I must have puked on my clothes and then tried to wash them in the shower. I hung them over the bar, hoping that they’ll be dry enough to wear home and collapsed naked on the nasty bed. I vowed that this is my one drunken night to take the edge off, and decided to enroll in counseling to get myself together.
