Pandora Montgomery (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} pandacharms) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} finnigans_rpg, |
"Thanks," she said, setting her clothes down and wishing she had a cup of very strong, very dark coffee. She sighed wistfully. She also wished for a nice little vial of hangover potion, which would make the lurking nausea go away. Of course, she was also still slightly drunk, she suspected. She just hated the lingering taste of tequila, though. Fucking tequila.
"I'll find... something," she said, thinking that food still didn't really sound that good. She shrugged. "I was goign to ask if you knew of the potion. I'm not even sure I have some at home right now though." She looked mournfully at the bread, which seemed to be mocking her stomach. "Not that I'm doing a Summoning Charm that far away."
She went over and flopped on the couch with a soft sound. She groaned softly, rubbing an ear. With a grimace, she flipped the one aid out, its disillusionment fading though she wrapped her hand about it. It felt a lot better.