We’ve all been there. Waking up feeling like your brain is in a vice, like your tongue was in a bowl of sand all night, and, for some reason, you’re naked and surrounded by beer cans and empty Chex-Mix bags. As you stumble around to find your pants, memories start trickling in, a solid mix of awesome and embarrassing. The bottom line is you’re hungover and conquering that should be your first move.
You ultimately settle for your roommate’s robe, with a half-empty RedBull in the pocket, because finding your pants seems to be impossible. Now it’s time to start assessing the damage. You had a wild night, but now that you’re snapped back to the real world you’ve got bigger problems. Your place (or your parents’ place) was trashed in the blur and you can’t handle the thought of deep cleaning the carpet or scrubbing the couch.
Luckily you booked the Morning-After Maids. You don’t have to worry about a thing.