Re: ⑤ HANGOVER FROM HELL (Oh, god, someone who'll notice if my characterization is off, LOL)
Oh, he felt horrible. He wondered briefly why he hadn't slipped into a coma to heal himself of whatever ailment had befallen him, but... Oh. Yes. That's right. He'd started at Napoleon's court, where there was very fine wine, and he'd taught Empress Josephine some yo-yo tricks. And then Japan, the friendly period, the time he'd meant to take Izzy to before things had gone wrong. There'd been alcohol involved again. He'd flipped through time, forward and back, stopping off at parties and celebrations over centuries. He didn't know where he'd eventually ended up. He'd been celebrating... something. He couldn't remember at this point.
A moan escaped him. Stupid, stupid Doctor. He had to take better care of himself.
Oh, yes. There had been a voice just now. He blinked, his vision still blurry, and tried to lever himself up onto his elbow.