There will be free orange juice and the painkillers of your choice. (It's all clean this time 'round lady and gentlemen)
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A now clean and dressed, but still hungover Vietnam wishes the sun would turn down or something.
She is also currently making her way around the pond looking for her comrades, who are no doubt just coming too and now experiencing the charming aftereffects of last night.
Wong. Where the hell are you, you lightweight?
*sends a scalding glare at any frog with the audacity to croak so flippin' loudly in her presence. (A nearby cormorant also wins a glare for splashing too noisily)*