บท 251: Second Chance

My neck, my back, my ass. 

They all came united, acting as one, aching as one. These big three had assembled a union of limbs of sorts, and they were very much not happy with me.

And to be fair, I wasn't happy with myself either… but it's not like I could just boycott myself into better living conditions now, can I? I was pretty sure that not even a die-hard drinker gets this much body-aching, head-pounding pain come the break of dawn.

As usual, I slowly fluttered my eyelids, filtering in only the slightest hint of sunlight, otherwise here comes the third degrees burns upon my retinas. Normally it wasn't much of an issue, because normally the sun wasn't a bright smoldering piece of hellfire early in the morning.

Normally...