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Jun. 14th, 2016 06:59 pmFeuilly wakes up in the morning with a headache.
He's not much of a drinker, but he knows a hangover when he feels one, and this is a hangover. An especially bad hangover. How much...how much Greek brandy had been in those things?
He starts to drag himself out of bed: sheer force of habit. There's always something to get up and do, no matter how bad you feel. But wait, hang on, there isn't really, not here in this place. So he covers his face with his hands and groans pathetically. And hopes Harry isn't too annoyed with him.
He's not much of a drinker, but he knows a hangover when he feels one, and this is a hangover. An especially bad hangover. How much...how much Greek brandy had been in those things?
He starts to drag himself out of bed: sheer force of habit. There's always something to get up and do, no matter how bad you feel. But wait, hang on, there isn't really, not here in this place. So he covers his face with his hands and groans pathetically. And hopes Harry isn't too annoyed with him.
