Oliver could hear thumping. It was rhythmic, like tribal drums. Dear god his head hurt and his tongue felt too big for his mouth. He wanted the thumping to stop – oh, it was in his head, his heart beating. What had he done last night? Oh, right, Gary and his damn pub crawl - The Golden Mile. If you've not seen the film, don't read this fic.
Rated: K+ - English - Drama/Hurt/Comfort - Chapters: 1 - Words: 5,772 - Reviews: 1 - Favs: 1 - Follows: 1 - Published: 5/12/2014 - Oliver C. - Complete