"Where you left you cloths Thunder?" Rox joked as he looked down to suppress a chuckle. Thunder looked at him with more innocent glare than threatening, as he was probably unable to intimidate anyone in a drunken state.
"Are you moking me?" Thunder questioned, his voice less hoarse than usual. Then, without waiting for an answer, he crossed the cozy space went to stand near the opposite wall, examining something on it.
"What's wrong with him?" Shivani whisperd to Rox who made no attempts to hid the humor on his face as well as the tone.
"It's called Pryfed hungover. Anyone stung by it and survived, act like crazy drunk." He whispered back as they both kept noticing what Thunder was trying to achieve by scratching dust off the wall.
"So he's going to act like this for how long?" Asked Shivani again, this time louder than before.
"A day or so."
