>>18808788From the couch, SHEE6 groans and sits up. She puts a hand to her head, lets out a choked moan, and then struggles to her feet.
>"Woe betide us on this morning, gracious hosts of the Night Villa, for I am ill beyond reckoning."She's never had a headache this bad. Her body is dehydrated and ill-nourished, her eyes bleary and gummy, and her stomach afflicted with a terrible bloat.
>"I thank you f-for your hospitality, mine hosts, but I must make mine departure. Though this was the occasion of much destruction and desecration of your home and mine liver..... t-tis my fond hope that at least you liked the tacos, kind interlocutors.">>18808846She passes by the Bubblegum Crisis who are cleaning with mop and broom. She feels like she should stay and help, but the physical agony gripping her from this hangover is overwhelming. She's worried about just getting home, to be honest.
>"Colorful maidens, I did not have the pleasure of making your acquaintance last night, but it is a noble deed that you do upon the morn. I would serve with you, were mine own condition not so dire at present. Know that you carry mine respect for this deed."SHEE6 goes to the foyer and, without thinking, quickly slips her feet into her shoes and takes a few steps outside.
[SQUELCH.] [SQUELCH.]
As she steps out feels the grease envelop her feet, a wave of freshly aggreived distress breaks over her pickled mind, and SHEE6's voice cracks and comes out weakly.
>"M-Mine shoes....." 