BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! 5:30 am on a

Thursday morning. Alex's head was pounding and the alarm clock's annoying call to arms was piercing through his brain, compounding the pain. He blindly slapped at the thing until he smacked that bitch off. He thought to himself. Once he cleared his head of the ringing, he began to panic. Where was he? Gotta be home. How'd he get there? Fuck if he knew. The last thing he remembered?

"OH FUCK NO..." he nearly yelled as he slid his right hand down thenfront of his boxers.