10 - Day after
Q: Hey, jolly good morning to you!
A: Fuck off.
Q: Huh, something wrong?
A: Yeah, too much to drink last night.
Q: He-he. A good night out?
A: Well.. I-
Q: Ah, I see.. come on, tell me.
A: Er.. what.
Q: On the pull, yes?
A: Urg.. well..
Q: Don't be a whimp. Tell me what happened.
A: Er.. nothing..
Q: Nothing?
A: Mm-mm.. could you hand over that pack of paracetamol? Please? Thank you.
Q: You look awfully pale. Are you alright?
A: Uh.. no.. not really.. I feel as bad as I probably look.. no, worse.
Q: He-he. I see.. what happened
A: Uhm.. don't remember.. a thing..
Q: Nothing?
A: Uhm-mm.. yes.. and that bottle of water.. uh.. thanks.. god, this light is killing me.
Q: Lie down for a while, ok?
A: I am lying down, damnit.
Q: You know what I mean. Take it easy.
A: Trying to.. my head.. is.. going to.. explode.. I think..
Q: Oh dear. When will you learn?
A: Good.. question.. sigh..