presses painkillers, and a bottle of water into his hands "Hurts like a bitch huh? Take these, you'll feel better"
blinks, slightly opening his eyes, and quickly slams them shut. "Why does it hurt so much" he croaks out. He pops the painkillers and downs_
some water.. "When is it supposed to help? I don't feel any better yet.." He pouts.
pats his gently "Lie down, it's called a hangover. You drank all that rum, but no water before you went to bed"
groans and puts his head down on the couch arm. "i don't like it.." he whines quietly. things were too loud already without him adding to_
strokes his hair "Shh, I know. It gets better...I'll get you soup, okay? You'll feel better"
nods, then flinches, making a pained face. "note to self," he says weakly. "Don.'t move head.."
kisses his forehead "Or at all, be right back" She left for the kitchen, seeing what he had.
had no idea what was in there. He took her advice and tried to stay completely still. Probably for the first time in his life, too.
he'll feel better and less nauseous that way. She finds what she can, quickly making him a tomato soup with lots of other things in there.
slowly feeling better with the pills and the not moving. He can smell the tomato soup and his stomach growls. Thank god, he knew he would_
brings him out a bowl, sitting on the couch "How are you feeling?"
figured as much. "Here, sit up. I'll feed you, hun..."
groans as he tries to get up. He holds his head,and opens his mouth to Shali.
wraps an arm around him, and carefully brings the spoon to his mouth.
leans against her and sips at the soup.. It was goooood. She was amazing.
smiles softly, and continues feeding him "You'll feel better"
already feeling better with the food calming his empty stomach. Shali was the bestest person around!
just a good sister and knows how to deal with hangovers from centuries of experience.
glad she of all people were there! He knew she would take care of him.
, undoubtedly. She continues to feed him, wondering if the painkillers have kicked in yet.