Sloth frowned and slid her eyes to look at Scott. Where the fuck was all this aggression coming from? If she wasn't so hungover, it'd be pretty hot actually.
She swallowed and rasped, "Can you not yell? Fuuuuuck." Carefully, she rolled over onto her back, taking some deep breaths before propping up on her elbows and squinting around. "Did you get any Gatorade?"