Well, Becca was able to place how he felt pretty accurately. He definitely wasn't use to it! Jesse shook his head, "No, it feels like someone twisted my body like I was a wet towel. My throat feels a little scratchy though. I slept only a couple hours. Everyone says I'll get used to it. I haven't been a were for longer than six months yet."
He laid back down on the ground, now growing accustomed to the fact that his cheeks felt warm. "I never had a hang over before either. I have been drunk once before. I was at a Hail and Farewell in Germany when I was about seven. I thought I was slick so I drank a little bit in a glass of beer someone left within reach. But dad's solution to everything was drink water. So I remember I drank the water and threw up before I finally fell asleep. I was so grounded but the water forced down my throat helped to prevent the hangover. Funny, I thought I looked cool drinking it but it just made my father look so bad. I wish water would solve this problem!" Wow, that would be easy!
"I like the dark sometimes..." Jesse replied with a smirk even though the truth was he had a slight headache. "You have wings though! You don't need a car!"