Like a Drunk Friday Night

I woke up in a haze, first not knowing where I was or what had happened. I just laughed and sat up. Looking to my right. A girl. Shes hot. Nice t*ts. Looking to my left. Another girl. She was also hot with her double D just hanging out. Ahh what a night. I lazly got out of bed and dunkinly sontered off to the bathroom. Looking at my sex hair in the merrior. I just smerked at myself and took a shower. Later after I found my boxers on top of the ceiling fan. I still didn't have a full understanding about where I was. So I peaked my head out in the hallway, Oh, a hotel. I searched the room for a pair of pants later settling for a pair of shorts and a tanktop. I took a card key and went down stairs to get a coffee. When I got down there and found the coffee thing. I compleatly blanked out on how to use the damn thing. So i just started pushing buttons. After what seamed like forever I finally got the damn thing to give me some damn coffee. I put like 9 cremer things and some milk in it. And took more cremer. When i got back in the eleavator. I realizd my shorts were on backwards. Like it matters at this point. When i got to what I think was my floor. I wondored to the ice thing. Got a ice cube and rubbed my face with it just to wake me up a bit. Then i just tossed it on the floor due to lack of giving shit. I walked back to my room and the girls were still sleeping. I quickly packed my things and wrote a note. "Thanks for the night. Let me tap it soon ;)" And then left the room. I called up my buddy to come take me home. Later knowing I have to deal with my parents. Parents are such a hassle. Why can't I live by myself. When I got to the ground floor I walked outside and got blinded. I though I was going to hevan. But no. I was just hung over. After a few moments my friend, Harry , shows up. In none othr then his Corvet. Classy mother fucker. I threw my stuff in the back and got in. "Dude you look like shit." He says to me. "Shut up and take me home." He puts it in drive and we drive down the highway. "Heres your cremers." I said holding out my hand. He takes one and drinks it. I personally think thats gross but thats his thing not mine. "Thanks." He says as he throws the empty contaner at my face. Ignoring him because if I do anything we both die. After a hour we arive at my house. I grab my stuff and threw him the rest of the cremers and 40 dollers. 40 dollers for gas money. I walk up to my door. and pause before stepping inside. When I did I heard small childrin screaming. Giving me a head ace. "Matt is that you?" I hear my mother call out. "No" I respond and walk up the stair and almost trip getting to the top. I walk to my room and throw my stuff down and then trew myself down on my bed. I closed my eyes for a second and then my dad came barging in. What a fucking annoyance. "Matthew!" He yells. I sit up and look at him. "What?" I asked. "Where where you last night?" He asked. He seams mad. Better try to make this not as bad as it seams. "nowhere." Fuck me. "Tell the truth!" He yells. "Can you not yell." "Why you hungover?!" "Yes." he always said honesty was important. "Where were you!" "I dont remember I was drunk." I said laying down. He stormed off and slammed the door. I crawled to my night stand and got a tylonal to take for my headace. I drank it with my water. Always keep water on hand. Alchohol makes you dehydrated. So drink water. I turned over and looked at the celiling. Just trying to recall what the hell happened last night. Whatever it is. Must have been fun. I looked at the clock. 1:30 PM. Perfect. I woke up. Not even realizing I fell asleep. My stomic was exploading.  I looked at the clock. 2:10 Then I ran to the bathroom. Throwing up my guts into the tolet bowl. Oh my god. I though I was dying. It didn't taste good coming back up thats for sure. After I got done with that. I looked to my left and saw my little brother standing there. Looking very concerned. I turned back to the tolet and threw up some more and when I was done I layed on my back. "Matty are you okay." He says in his so innocent voice. "Yeah, Matty is fine." I lied. "Then why are you throwing up?" Fuck. "Becuause I have a tummy monster." I told him "How do we get the tummy monster out?" He asked. I sat up and grabbed a towel from the rack and wipped my face. "We drink sports drinks." I said "Okay!" He said getting excited. We walked to the kitchin. Where my little sister were. "Done throwing up?" My 11 year old sister asked. She knew all about it. "Yes" I said. I grabbed a power aid for myself and Greg. I handed him one and we sat at the table. If your wondoring. Alchol takes away electrolights so what better way to get them back then a suger filled sports drink. I drank like half the bottle before almost choking on air. "What am I going to do with you?" She asked. "Love me, feed me and never leave me." I always told her that when she was little. I tell that to Greg now when he gets upset. She just rolled her eyes. She gets that from me. I just smiled and drank the rest of my drink. Tossing it in the recycling bin and making it Swosh! "I need a sleep." I said "What about the tummy monster?" Greg asked. I looked at my little sister. "Greg, Matty needs you to be quiet when he sleeps so he can fight off the tummy monster." She said "Okay!" He replys walking off. I get up and walk off to my room. "Woah woah woah!" My litle sister rushes me. "What?" "Don't sleep face down okay. Sleep on your side." She told me. I gave her all the instructions on how to take care of me when I was drunk. "Okay." I said. I walked up stair to my room and layed on my side facing the window. Soon enough falling asleep.