Room 429, Severely Hung Over, Owwwwwwww

[the_merriest]

Owwwwwwwwwwwwww. OW.

Rikku's head was thumping and she was gonna puke.

Not gonna puke. Not gonna puke.

Maybe if she hid under her pillow, she wouldn't puke.

(for the one who lives there and has advil)

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[raspberryturk]

"Nah, I got work done last night anyhow, yo. You and your daiquiris were a nice distraction."

A very welcome pause. Especially once the workload skyrocketed like that.

"Missed you, anyhow."

[the_merriest]

"Missed you, too," she nodded. "Should've ... left you 'lone so I could bug you sober."

She groaned. "Remind me to never, ever drink again, k?"

[raspberryturk]

"Gonna have to cuff you to my other wrist if you want me to be around to remind you, yo." Reno settled back against his headboard and shook his head a little. "And then that'll be challenged whenever I pick up a drink for myself anyhow, because I don't wanna be a hypocrite or nothin', yo."

He wasn't going to tease. She was a lightweight with a hangover. That was very, very unfortunate indeed. It was.

"We should try to get you some kinda flow chart that compares fruity drinks to how smashed they get you, I'm thinkin'. So you don't go an' have five or eight thinkin' it's safe, yo."