Chapter 45 Hangover
- LOS ANGELES
- ARTHUR YOUNG APARTMENT
- Arthur Young opened his eyes to the dimly lit room, although it was daytime but the thick drapes wasn’t opened yet. The aching in his skull ebbs and it flowed like a cold tide yet the pain was there. Arthur was feeling like he got hit by a bus. The hangover felt like the blackest clouds was over his head with no intention of clearing.