Petrichor

Ryan

        I've always wondered what a hangover felt like. It does not feel good.
I woke up two hours later with a splitting headache. I stumbled to my bathroom and splashed some water on my face. I ended up staying in there for what felt like an hour, puking my guts out.

Then a piercing noise filled the air and I felt as if my head would literally just burst right then. Allen was calling me.

Usually, I'd just let him go to voicemail but I couldn't bear the loud noise any longer so I picked up the call.

"Oh, you actually picked up."

"What do you want?" I ask, tired.

"You sound awful." He commented. "You disappeared after 2nd period. What happened to you."

I smile weakly. "Busy being spontaneous."

"Uh-huh... do I wanna know what you mean by that?"

I didn't answer because I had to take a second to run to the bathroom to vomit again.

"Could you come over?" I croak into the phone. "And bring some Ibuprofen." I remembered hearing it helped with hangovers, from where though I could not recall.

After he agrees and we hang up, I crawl out of the bathroom and back into my bed. Pulling the covers over me.

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Allen pulls the sheets off me 30 minutes earlier. I hiss as the light from the electric bulb hits my eyes.

Allen laughs. "What? Did you get bitten by a vampire or something."

"I wish I did," I reply with a groan. Vampires don't get hangovers, do they. "Did you bring the stuff?"

He tosses it onto the bed beside me.

"Thanks. Could you go downstairs real quick and get a cup of water too?"

He rolls his eyes. "Why don't I fluff your pillow and clean your room while I'm at it."

He goes downstairs to get it anyways though. I pop one of the pills into my mouth and gulp down the water. Then I place the cup on my desk.

"So," Allen starts, making himself comfortable on my bed. "Wanna tell me what you were up to now?"

"Well, I uh, kinda skipped school. And snuck into a bar." I admit, embarrassed.

Based on his expression it didn't seem like he believed it. I didn't blame him. I barely believed it myself. What was I thinking.

"Wait, you're serious." He says after a while.