Of course, the general gave us an earful as well in the morning when they were just about to set off.
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"Are you fucking kidding me!? Not only did all of you get blasted, but you also got my fucking men drunk out of their minds! If it weren't for the healers here, we would've had to wait another fucking day to go!" The general shouted as we all sat in a circle in our tent… ignoring the dude yelling at us.
All of us were way too hungover to try and talk back, but we also wanted to yell at him as his yelling was only making our heads throb more.
We just couldn't muster up the strength to try and talk back, so we just sat there, staring off into space until the general finally stopped talking.