Arizona was hungover. The night before, after she had finished her work for the day, she had gone to a friends house, pregamed there, then went clubbing. It was great fun. She danced, made out with a few clio, danced some more, got more drunk as the night went on, and eventually found herself at home. She couldn't really remember how she got there, but at least she got home safely.
Right now she was curled up in a ball with the shades drawn and her blanket pulled tightly over her head. Which was currently pounding. Her tongue was dry, and her tummy felt like the Amelian Gods were wrestling inside of it.
I don't understand why you insist on doing this all the time, cried Hamilton. All you do is make us both sick!
He would have spoken outloud, but his clio's head was already hurting him enough. So instead he whimpered and curled up in a ball against her stomach. Poor little daemon.
Arizona on the other hand had just ignored him. All she could focus on was not throwing up. She could sure use some water though...
Right now she was curled up in a ball with the shades drawn and her blanket pulled tightly over her head. Which was currently pounding. Her tongue was dry, and her tummy felt like the Amelian Gods were wrestling inside of it.
I don't understand why you insist on doing this all the time, cried Hamilton. All you do is make us both sick!
He would have spoken outloud, but his clio's head was already hurting him enough. So instead he whimpered and curled up in a ball against her stomach. Poor little daemon.
Arizona on the other hand had just ignored him. All she could focus on was not throwing up. She could sure use some water though...