I woke up to the warm, and buttery scent of bread, and the chocolatey scent of hot chocolate, and hummed as I sat awoke in bed, but then I groaned as I felt a massive raging head ache.
"The consequences of your actions aren't that nice are they?" asked Emilio as he handed me some hangover soup, a bottle of water and aspirin, and I took it gratefully despite hating that he hitting me with that 'I told you so speech."
'Yeah, well at least it gave me breakfast in bed. Wait did you carry me here?" I asked as I finally took in my surrounding, and we were in such a beautiful room overlooking the beautiful city, it's rich history of greatness being evident in its walls, and structure.
"Yeah, I did. You weight as much a house so it took me a while."
"Well, that's on you for always feeding me so much." I said, and he shrugged.
"What are your plans for today?"
"Uhh, I don't know. Up to you I guess." I shrugged, and he nervously chuckled as he scratched the back of his head.
