[ Much as he wishes it's anything else, it's the hangover that finds him first. He knows he's being punished for each and every stupid decision that brought him out here the night before but it doesn't make it any easier to accept the throbbing that starts just behind his eyes the moment he dares to move. ]
Fuck.
[ He's cold now, too, and noticeably alone (and he's fairly sure he didn't dream Cayde showing up, though it wouldn't be the first time that's happened). It still takes another couple minutes before he groans, forcing himself to roll over far enough to peer through the daylight and verify whether or not he's imagining the smell of a fire. ]
it is i, das brain dead one
Fuck.
[ He's cold now, too, and noticeably alone (and he's fairly sure he didn't dream Cayde showing up, though it wouldn't be the first time that's happened). It still takes another couple minutes before he groans, forcing himself to roll over far enough to peer through the daylight and verify whether or not he's imagining the smell of a fire. ]