“I ain’t that type of nigga thinking bout relationships! I-I-I be on that late night shit! They be-” The sound of my alarm blared.
“Fuuuuck!” I groaned out loud as turned off the alarm on my phone. Not only did I think it was way too early for me to be up, but I was experiencing one of the worse hangovers of my life. It was mostly the headache that I thought was going to literally kill me. I was definitely regretting last night now. I got to get to know my two roommates a little better, but other than that, I didn’t end up with a girl, I had to play babysitter, and now I was rewarded with a splitting headache. With a grunt at life itself, I rolled out of bed and headed to my desk. From one of the drawers I grabbed a bottle of ibuprofen. Not wasting anytime I gulped down a bit over the recommended amount before looking to the closed bathroom door. I guess I was going to be brushing my teeth yet. My eyes then fell to my bed. I nodded before holding my right hand to my head. I shook my head slowly before heading to the fridge.
Within the freezer, I spotted the ice tray and snatched it up. I then moved over to the counter where I grabbed a cup. For the three of us freshmen, we had a decent dorm set up. We had a common area which was like a living room with a microwave, couch, coffee table, and television. Then we had the bathroom, which was standard shower, sink, and toilet. Last but not least, was the room where we slept filled with beds, desks, posters of half naked women, and anything else guys were supposed to have in their room. There only happened two windows which were located in the bedroom.
In a matter of seconds, I was pouring myself a glass of cranberry juice. As the cold beverage chilled in my hand, I headed back towards my bed sipping it. I can’t say if it helped with the pain, but it tasted good as hell. I drank nearly half of the juice before setting the cup down on my desk.
“Fuck this headache…” I groaned before getting into bed and laying my head on my pillow.