Recollection

"What the fuck happened last night?" Devotion asked, groggily sitting up and rubbing his temples. He had a piercing headache, and his limbs were shaking. Ysmir was passed out at the foot of his bedroll, seemingly exhausted.

Upon hearing no answer, Devotion looked around the cavern. It was a mess. Stains of wine and liquor dotted the walls, Victor was curled up on the floor in a pool of his own vomit, and Leza and Alex were nowhere to be seen.

"Victor?" Devotion crawled over to Victor and nudged him awake.

"Huh?" Victor was very clearly not fully there. He was hungover, no doubt about it.

"Never mind. Here's a glass of water, just try and relax." Devotion said, pulling some water out of his Interspatial Ring. In a way, this brought him back to his youth. He hadn't woken up this hungover in quite some time, especially with no memory of what happened the night before.