Vicky's Morning After
Vicky awoke with the worst hangover of her life, which surprised her because she hadn't thought she'd had that much too drink. Coreen must have opened something else after that bottle of wine. She staggered into the small kitchen and made herself a cup of instant coffee. She hated it but that was all she had in the house. She really did need to get a coffee pot at least. To save her kitchen was sparse would be an understatement. Just a couple of plates, glasses and silverware to eat take out with and that was about it.
At least she had a microwave to heat water in. And after adding her coffee to the hot water she sat down and took to two extra strength aspirin. Surprisingly though, she felt exhausted more than hung over. There was a headache of course, but she also felt like she'd run in a marathon.
Just as she took her first real drink of coffee someone started pounding on her door.
"Go Away, I'm not home" she yelled at the door. A moment later she heard a key in her lock and Mike Celluci walked in carrying two very large coffees and a box of doughnuts. "You really do need to give me back my keys, but if one of those is for me I'll wait until later to beat the crap out of you for breaking in here"
Mike stopped a few feet away and just studied her. She looked like hell and from her welcome she must feel just as bad. He was almost sorry for what he was going to do, ALMOST.
"Geez Vick you look like something the cat threw up, what did you do last night anyway, try to take on Astaroth on your own? Because if you did, it looks like you lost." But he handed her one of the coffees anyway.
"Obviously I had too much to drink last night at Coreen's before coming
home." She just wished she could remember what, so she'd never mix those drinks again.
"What did you do? Crawl home?" he nudged seeing if she would remember him and Henry bringing her home and putting her to bed.
"Funny ass this morning, aren't you? No obviously I took a cab and went to bed."
"New nightgown too huh?" he just raised his brows as he took a sip of his own coffee.
"I can explain this too; I spilt something on my blouse during dinner and borrowed this from Coreen. Why all the questions, you'd think you'd never seen me with a hangover before." At least she hoped that's what had happened. She'd been alone in bed when she woke up so all she could hope was that she'd borrowed it from her friend.
"It's just that you look extra wiped out this morning. Tell you what, go take a shower, you could use one, and I'll take you out for some lunch then drop you at your office." He smiled sweetly at her.
"Lunch? What time is it?" She tried to focus on her clock but couldn't.
"Actually it's almost 3 in the afternoon, that's why I came over (sure it was) because Coreen was concerned and you weren't answering your phone."
"I must have turned it off, sorry if she worried. And I also didn't realize I'd slept that late, I must have been really tired."
"I'll bet" Mike said without thinking. Then saved himself by adding "You've been overstressed and overworked as usual, must have finally caught up with you."
"Yea, you're probably right. I'll take you up on your offer, just give me a couple of minutes and I'll go take a quick shower. I'll get even with you later for the 'I need one' crack." And with that she headed towards her bedroom and the shower just beyond.
Mike looked at his watch and said aloud to himself: Getting clean clothes out of drawer….heading into bathroom…..turning on shower…..removing T-shirt right about now…….
"WHAT THE F…. ?" Small scream.
"Yep she just noticed." And then he just waited.
A few moments later Vicky ran into the kitchen wearing a large towel. But not so large that Mike didn't enjoy the view. And she was wide awake now and pissed.
"What the hell happened last night and don't even try to tell me you don't know."
"You really don't remember any of it?" he asked, he was really surprised that the view in the bathroom mirror hadn't jarred her memory.
"Nothing, now tell me before I rip you a new asshole."
"Sit down and have some more coffee and I'll fill you in, on what I know"
Vicky laid her head on the table as Mike told her about Coreen calling him and telling him about the wine and her going into the bathroom, then using Ian's old razor after tossing her clothes out the door.
"Honest Mike I didn't drink that much, I swear. I don't know what happened to me?" she wailed.
"Well that's where it gets interesting" and Vicky held her head up from the table.
"Explain interesting" she was beginning to realize Mike knew something she didn't.
"Well it seems that the vitamin water your mom sent you had more than just vitamins added to it."
"Go on" and she was using that 'May God Help You tone to her voice'.
"Good old Marjory thought you needed a good nights sleep so she put in some of her Ambien into it as well. Then mixing that with the alcohol, well it must have done the trick. It zonked you out pretty well, and….um your trim, well that was your doing. I understand you were reading Harry Potter yesterday so that may have had an influence. Then we got the T-shirt on you and brought you home and put you to bed."
"By 'we' please tell me you mean you and Coreen"
"No. Henry was with me at your office when Coreen got me on my cell"
"OH MY GOD, Henry was there too!" Of all the people to embarrass herself in front of it had to be him. "Is there anyone else I should avoid or are you three it?"
Mike was beginning to take pity on her. "No just the three of us. And we had you wrapped in a blanket when we carried you in here and put you to bed. Then I thought it best if you woke up and didn't find anyone here so I went to get the coffee. I knew you'd need it."
"Thanks Mike, and after I give my mother a phone call I'll take you up on that offer for lunch. Ah Mike, Nobody else is going to know about this right?"
"Come on Vick would I do that to you, after all we've been through together?"
Later:
"Would you hand me the popcorn Henry" Mike asked later as they sat in Henry's condo watching the recording Mike had made earlier that day.
He felt just a tiny bit guilty not telling Vicky that he'd had a camera and mic on when he'd come back to her place. "Thanks." He said as Henry handed him the bowl of popcorn.
"You know that someday she's going to find out you taped this and really will try to rip you a new one." Henry told him. Then they just laughed and Mike hit replay.