((Fast forwards heheh we rped what they did yesterday *Winks* ))
Spawled under the blankets Flaim slowly woken, eyes opening and closed. A small moan whispered from his lips and a pillow was pulled over his head. What had happened yesterday..he had some wine at the grill and then..pain. Why did his head ache so? Not just his head either his body was slightly sore. Wine was bad! Wine should no longer be consummmeeded. Why did he taste paper in his mouth? "Shhheeeen?" He wailed.