The Teacher's Son: A Visit Back Home

The decision

"Asshole! Wake the the fuck up!" Shouted James as he tapped Will on the shoulder continuously. "Don't you hear your fucking phone ringing!"
Will slightly opened his eyes to see himself passed out on the floor surrounded by empty bottles of alcohol and plastic cups. He looked up to see his flatmate James standing over him wrapped in a towel by the waist.
"Jesus Christ James!!! Are you trying to fucking blind me!" Yelled Will. "Get some clothes on. Your dick is hanging out right over my head!"
"Oh. Am sorry" James laughed as he stepped away from Will. "Just answer your phones before I throw them out the window. Your sister has been calling you all morning."
Will got up and checked his phone. The brightness on the phone triggered his hangover. It had 87 missed calls. With 60 coming from his sister.
"Oh, Shit!" He exclaimed. "What could have happened now?" He checked his messages on WhatsApp, his sister Kat, left a few recurring messages.
Are you coming home?
What time are you coming home?
Big head... Answer me.

The messages went on in that fashion. It was the Friday morning of Hero's Weekend, the weekend before Hero's Day, celebrated on Monday. Will and his fraternity friends spent the whole night partying at Integration Thursdays, then the after party in his dormitory. For which he had no memory of.
Most University students were going home. Kat was hoping to see her brother for whom she hasn't seen in months since he started University.
He took up the phone n called Katalina but he only got her voicemail: "Hey Kitty. It's Liam. I don't think I'll be coming home this weekend. Am sorry, tell Mom for me."

Will was going through a breakup with his girlfriend Devina, which caused a lot of stress on him. He didn't want his family to know how stressed he was. So he decided not to go home.

Will finally mustered the strength to get up off the floor. He realized he was dressed in a priest gown. "Wtf! Am I wearing? What happened last night?" He questioned himself. He went to the bathroom to brush his teeth. As he looked in the mirror he realized he had dick drawings all over his face. "What the fuck happened last night?" he questioned himself again.

"You know what... Am going home!"