I slept like the dead through the whole night and when I woke up I knew I must have barley moved since I felt stiff. The worst part of all was the throbbing head ache that made me want to die. I groaned in pain and pulled a pillow over my face to block out the sun that was coming through my window and wondered what the hell I had done last night. I knew I could not sit there in bed all morning so eventually I did move the pillow away and saw the glass of water and tynol on the table which I happily took.<br/><br/>I could hear someone in the kitchen along with the scent of food but I wasn't sure I could stomach anything. As I laid there I started to remember some of last night; Kim, the party... Oh man that party was where I had gotten pretty smashed and then Brooke came and got me. Oh Brooke... I groaned again and pulled the pillow back over my head and rolled over. I must have placed my face right where she had been since I could smell her shampoo and just her overall womanly scent. It made me hate myself.