It's Almost Like I Live Here

What day was it? What time was it? Well, daytime, evidently, because it was too damned bright. Grumbling, Ashmedai got up and shook himself.

Bad idea.

He turned and vomited... er... tried to vomit. Apparently he had emptied his stomach earlier. Fine, then. The only solution was to drink more. As they- who? Ash, of course- say, the only real cure for a hangover is to drink more.

Ash made his way through some fermented fruits, just enough to feel less bad and there fore more better. That was the logic, anyway.

Now feeling better and on the farther end of tipsy, Ash was ready to start the day.