A sudden awakening

I am in my underwear and a t-shirt. Nicole surprises me with an afternoon visit and wakes me suddenly from my drunken slumber. Brad has asked her to check on me because he knows I am drunk. Really drunk. And it is only lunchtime on Saturday. I am half awake and can't really see or comprehend much because of my intoxication. She tells me that she is worried that I was in a drunk car accident. She saw a car that looks just like mine in an accident in front of my place. When Brad called and told her I had been drinking she got really worried. She told me to go back to sleep. I did, not paying much attention to what she just said. This, lunchtime, fogged memory is my last memory of that Saturday. I have no clue what happened the rest of the day other than I drank every moment I was awake. I am told I woke up at 2 am and drank. Threw up and drank more. And more and more. Sunday will be a new day. . . .