((Sorry about my recent inactivity, I’ve been busy studying for exams. Be back after they’re over.))
Anonymous
Last time you binge drank you woke up in Xen. What in god's name makes you think you'd wake up at home? Be thankful you didn't decide to try and discover hell this time. Ta-ta!
I-
…
I’m going to go rest my head.
Well anyways, drink your tea. Eat your painkillers. And feed your cat. The world's a rocking again and the longer you stay hungover the more time you give Cave to think up more clever pranks. Now if you'll excuse me, I had to break in here so I'm just gonna leave out the window.
Ugh, fine. It’s not like- Wait a minute. My room doesn’t even have windows.
"Lets the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor, uuuuuuuuh, let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor, uuuuuuuh...!"
What the buck?
Well if you don't want a hangover quit binge drinking alone. Look at that kitten. LOOK HOW DISAPPOINTED HE IS AT YOU!
Bite me.
... Ah good, your awake. *places your kitten on your face* Drink your tea, you have work to do... probably.
Blergh.
*sigh* Fine I know how to deal with you lot. *grabs a water bottle and makes some orange ginger tea from the mess hall and places it on a platter with some pain killers just out of kicking range of the tired quadruped. Just about the time the smell of sweet citrus reaches your nostrils and you start to arouse from your slumber you receive a quick boot to the ass.*
*Pudding lands on his stomach, hungover and very disoriented. He attempts to stand up again, quickly falling back onto the ground with a loud ‘Thud’.*
Really? You Drank yourself to black out again? You really need something to do man.
*You receive no response from the angry-looking pony on the floor.*
Suddenly over the COMs the sound of a train's horn blasts. Followed by a familiar voice in a fit of laughter.
*Pudding leaps right off his couch, falling awkwardly onto his stomach almost a foot away. He runs toward the intercom, misses by a few feet, and smashes face-first into the wall. Twice. Now even more disoriented, he rams the intercom with his hoof, successfully disabling the speaker system. He yells something unintelligible before falling onto the floor yet again.*
