A Fox & FOGUE

Somewhere in London - One Month Before

Edward's eyes were too heavy to move, let alone to open them, he doesn't know how many bottles he had drunk all night until he was unconscious.

A party that only stopped, when all the partygoers had fallen on the ground and were unconscious.

Edward touched his forehead tightly, and he was still trying to open his eyes, 

"Hmmm..." Edward started to mumble, and finally he managed to get up from his sleep.

But Edward was surprised when he found himself already in bed in a hotel room.

Edward pounded his head slowly with the palm of his right hand, trying to remember how he got in that hotel room. All he remembered was that he was having a party, and it was the umpteenth party he had made.

It was a frenetic party, with lots of drinks and the ladies accompanying it that night. Edward still felt the dizziness swirling in his head, his forehead throbbing as if ready to explode.