Who: Darius and Remy What: realizing that Darius isn't good at avoiding trouble Where: Italy, to start When: tomorrow morning/afternoon Warnings: cursing, references to mischief, college humor.
Darius groaned as he shifted, grabbing his head. Remy was another one of those people that drank almost out of desperation more than enjoyment. Darius had foolishly tried to keep up, and now he was regretting it a great deal.
He wobbled to the bathroom and contemplated curling up in the tub for the next week. Instead he relieved himself and ran the hot water over his head for a few minutes, until he felt like he could move. He removed his contacts and stuck them in the case, rubbing his eyes a lot.
As he made his way back to the living room where he'd passed out, he nearly ran into Remy. "Huh?" Articulation was rarely Darius's strong point, and even less so now.