chapter 22

Alexander opened his eyes slowly and sat up on his king-sized bed, a wave of dizziness crashing over him as he held his head with both hands. He'd gone out with Vanessa the previous night, and they'd partied way too much, like they always did.

"Arrgh, fuck, I hate these terrible hangovers," he muttered. He got up, still wobbly, as he walked towards the bathroom. Sniffing his shirt, his nose crinkled.

"Man, I stink. I didn't even take a shower last night."

Splashing water on his face and taking his toothbrush out, he brushed his teeth and took a bath. Walking out of the bathroom, he held onto his head again and complained, "Ugh, I think I need hangover soup or something. Or maybe I just need a smoke."

He opened a drawer and took out a packet of cigarettes. Walking to the balcony, he took a seat on a lounge chair and took a deep breath, the summer sun on his face and the wind slapping against his face. He was about to light a cigarette when a call came in. Dropping the cigarette bac