His head hurt. A lot.
It was the first time Felix had ever woken up in the morning, attempted to stand up and the walls began spinning. So he fell back on the bed.
"Fuck," he cursed. "This feels terrible."
He'd gotten drunk, just like he'd always wanted. But it seemed like the aftermath wasn't really good.
The littlest sounds made him feel like his ears would explode at any moment.
He heard the door open and moved slightly, confused.
"Oh, you're awake."
He frowned, forcing his eyes open to find the person who spoke. Last time he checked, he didn't have a roommate. He could scream, but he didn't have the strength. However, when he was finally able to see the familiar face after struggling, he sighed in relief.
"My head hurts," he blurted.
Jon nodded. "I know. I brought some medicine for you to drink. It'll help."
