The Day After

I woke up today with a headache. All those fresh squeezed screwdrivers, that Glenlivet, and wine may have been a bit excessive. Hey, that's how I roll. I feel like I had a one night stand and the current administration is laying in my bed next to me. 

"Uh, good morning..." 

"Hi..."

"You want some coffee or something?"

"Yeah..."

"Uh, what's your name again?"

"Dub'ya."

"Oh, yeah..."

"This is awkward, isn't it?"

"I'll make that coffee..."

"Maybe I should just leave?"

"What'evs."

"It was fun, thanks."

"Here's some cab money."

"Call me?"

"Nah, I don't think so."

"I'm gonna leave."

"That's a good idea."

"Where are my panties?"

"Oh, here they are..."