You slowly open your eyes. You're in your bed and your head feels like a tank was parked on it all night.
Why the hell are you at home and how did you even get there? You don't remember leaving the club. And why the heck is the vodka bottle out on the kitchen table together with two glasses? The other side of the bed looks kind of roughed up as well. You did come home alone, or so you thought...
Are you just excited about the holidays as I am?
Ready to finally start the extra-long four day break this year and hit Moscow’s clubs and bars to raise hell?
Moscow will let loose and all the people who are usually swamped with work and study are just waiting to storm the nightlife and party from dusk till dawn. Right?