Orange - CammyWhite

Orange! Why where his hands painted orange?! He had to admit this wasn't what he'd been expecting to wake up to. He stumbled into the kitchen and flicked the kettle on, closed his eyes and leaned his forehead on the fridge until he heard the water boil. Without even opening his eyes he reached for a cup, some instant coffee and the sugar. After the first sip he felt it was about time he should probably see what state the rest of the place was in. With coffee in one hand he stumbled back down the narrow corridor to the livingroom. Slowly he started recalling the previous evenings antics. There'd been a lot of beer, and far too much whiskey, then there was the club and a few too many trips to the bathroom to partake in various other party supplies. And then him and a few friends had come back to continue the party. But thats where it all got a bit fuzzy, it had been a pretty crazy week, catching up with old friends whilst flat sitting for his brother after being out of town for far too long. Slowly he pushed the living room door open and afound himself being looked at by loads of eyes, not the eyes of the people in the room, they were all passed out on the 2 sofas but huges orange eyes drawn all over the walls. Slowly he lifted his hands as if there was some doubt that the paint no there would match the paint on the walls and it was at just that moment when he heard a key turning in the front door and the giggle of his brothers new wife as they arrived home from their honeymoon..