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[b][u] Aliquam: La Mansión de Cervántes [/b][/u]

“Meeeeurgh…”

The mornings after excessive drinking really were horrible- and it certainly didn’t help that Xan had rallied Trixie to poke her awake almost right after she had crashed to ask for embarrassing stories. In the end she had finally complied with one about Lulu to have them leave so she could sleep. Still, this hangover wasn’t half as bad as the one she had ended up with Los Paraisos, so she merely rolled off the bed, dragging her blankets with her. 

The cocoon of blankets lay on the floor for a while before inching towards the bathroom like a very strange caterpillar. A while and a nice hot shower later, Aria emerged now feeling much better than before. She slowly made her way downstairs with her scarf wrapped around her head to block out the light, ignoring the fact that it made her look rather delicious. Following the scent of food to the kitchen, she plopped down on the table where Dylan was, looking just as, if not more miserable than she was. 

She grumbled out a morning, pressing her cheek against the cold wood of the table and peering out at the kitchen doors through her scarf. Was it worth getting up for a cup of coffee? Perhaps she’ll just wait for Lulu to come downstairs so she can bully him into getting a cup for her, and maybe even some pancakes and bacon. Or even anyone else who wasn’t hungover like the two sitting at the table…