chance
28-07-2005, 13:01
It was a night to remember that Anthony would probably rather forget and now he's paying for his excesses with a rather nasty hangover.
Sprawled on the sofa in the living room, drinking lightweight Anthony nervously hovered on the brink of sleep, facing that familiar dilemma - should he open his eyes, or hold on to blissful oblivion for a few more seconds.
The brave lad let his eyelids flicker up for a moment, long enough to take in the carnage from last night, and for a look of pure "what the hell happened here" to pass over his features.
Anthony decided not to fully face the day just yet and sat in a delicate state feeling sorry for himself.
But you can't escape the hangover fairy for long though, Anthony. She'll be stomping on your temples in bovver boots before the morning's out...
Sprawled on the sofa in the living room, drinking lightweight Anthony nervously hovered on the brink of sleep, facing that familiar dilemma - should he open his eyes, or hold on to blissful oblivion for a few more seconds.
The brave lad let his eyelids flicker up for a moment, long enough to take in the carnage from last night, and for a look of pure "what the hell happened here" to pass over his features.
Anthony decided not to fully face the day just yet and sat in a delicate state feeling sorry for himself.
But you can't escape the hangover fairy for long though, Anthony. She'll be stomping on your temples in bovver boots before the morning's out...