The room had been darkened, and for that I was grateful.The room had been darkened, and for that I was grateful. I crawled out of the bed with all the enthusiasm lizards reserve for the dead of winter, stomping slowly to the bathroom to relieve myself. I grabbed two painkillers I was at it and then fell back into bed. I groaned. From upstairs I heard two voices speaking in Felinzi and deduced that Nyss and Karen must have awakened much earlier and were now talking like the old friends they were becoming. I heard a shuffling noise from upstairs and figured they were on their way down. They were. P'nyssa's feet appeared first, followed by the rest of her. She landed easily on the floor next to the bed. Karen followed head first, plummeting in slow-motion towards the bed. I groaned as she disturbed the bed further, making my head rock in pain. "G'morning," I croaked, feeling my vocal chords vibrate painfully. "Karen," P'nyssa said cheerfully, "What you are looking at is a miserable example of a hangover." "I dunno about you," I croaked, "but I think I'm an excellent example of a hangover." "That's what I mean. You look miserable." I groaned again. "What's wrong with him?" "His body's getting back at him for ingesting all that ethanol last night. |