When he comes to, every part of him is a knot of throbbing pain, and he is simultaneously ravenously hungry and dizzyingly nauseated.
He rolls over and presses his forehead against the mattress. "Oh, Jesus fucking Christ." He may have felt this bad once or twice as a result of high-G burns and fights, but he can't remember it if he has. "Oh fuck." His hands form into fists, not to fight, but just to squeeze on something. It feels like the worst flu of his life, like sore throat and fever and aches everywhere. He's shaking, shivering, but he's too hot at the same time. He's not sick, though; the antivirals he takes every three months make sure of that. He's just -- like he said, having the worst hangover of his life.
He honestly feels like he zeroes in on the water with some kind of extrasensory perception, because he couldn't have seen it while he rolled over, right? Whatever. He chugs the entire glass and curls back up.
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He rolls over and presses his forehead against the mattress. "Oh, Jesus fucking Christ." He may have felt this bad once or twice as a result of high-G burns and fights, but he can't remember it if he has. "Oh fuck." His hands form into fists, not to fight, but just to squeeze on something. It feels like the worst flu of his life, like sore throat and fever and aches everywhere. He's shaking, shivering, but he's too hot at the same time. He's not sick, though; the antivirals he takes every three months make sure of that. He's just -- like he said, having the worst hangover of his life.
He honestly feels like he zeroes in on the water with some kind of extrasensory perception, because he couldn't have seen it while he rolled over, right? Whatever. He chugs the entire glass and curls back up.