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~Ashley’s POV~

Have you ever had hangover?

Have you felt that severe pain wherein you feel like your head is going to spit into two or more pieces or explode like a volcano with a vengeance? That every sound or light intensifies the pain and you just want to shut your eyes and sleep until its all rainbows and sunshine again?

I have experienced it… BEFORE! But not now! HAHA! Take that! Which brings me to the happy feeling I’m, well, feeling right now. You see, there is only one instance in my continuing and very dramatic life that I have experience hangover. That was the first time that I drunk beer with my friends and when I woke up I was grumpy, my head was killing me and I stink from the smell of alcohol on me. This brings me to the miraculous ‘no more hangovers after drinking’ period I am in now. After that day I still drink and when I want to, I drink a lot, but I never woke up with hangover again. It almost seems like the first hangover was a vaccine for immunity from other impending hangovers in my life for my future existence. I know you’re jealous. Well, that’s life for you. Some people are just luckier than others. Me? I’m lucky. You? Not so much. Wow. This ego boost parade is starting up early and I feel another rush of this happy feeling come pass me. I think this will be a lovely day.

As I tried to move and stretch my arms I notice that I can’t move my left arm and my left hand feels warm – like there is a warm… uh… thing enveloping it. So I slowly opened my eyes and low and behold, all is see is long blond hair.

What the hell?!

Who is this person? Why is he/she here? God, I hope he/she is a she. If this is a guy, damn, I’m done with that… ew! Ok, for my sanity, I’ll pretend that this person is a she. And I mean, long blond hair! Doesn’t that say anything? Hmm… there are other guys who can sport long hairs and still manage to maintain them in a way that they are silky to the touch and smells really good like coconut. Coconut? This person is definitely a she! No guy will use a coconut scented shampoo; that’s just too gay for them. Oh my… Is this Aiden? Aiden has finally given in to his inner femininity and I’m… spooning him? Huh? Aiden is a bulky rock (I’m not yet that cruel. Give me a little credit, I just woke up!) not a… slender yet curvaceous, very sexy person. Yup, this is definitely a girl. Besides, even if Aiden uses coconut scented shampoo, he has short brown hair. Unless he dyed his hair and put extensions I think you’re being silly Davies!