Foreign Land

Kiro woke up the next day with a splitting headache. He didn't even want to move his head, the best he could do to let hubris know that he was awake was groaning. Not too loud, as that would disturb his sleep. 

But Hubris didn't come, there was no sign that he was inside the shelter. He didn't bother with him anymore, as the pain demanded to be listened to. 

'I'm gonna die here isn't it.' He thought to himself, he'd never experienced a hangover, even if he had, it would've been child's play compared to this. 

Hubris walked in like he was being chased by demons. 

"Master, you're awake. Went to catch this shellfish for you, apparently it makes you better after a night of ocean fun." 

"Ocean fun?" Kiro couldn't help but chuckle. 

He took the shellfish nonetheless, he didn't waste any time and started eating them. There were 3, so finished them quick and after 30 minutes, it was as if nothing was ever sore.