Hangover...

[es_ist_todernst]

*Ludwig awoke the next morning, his head throbbing, with very little memory of the previous night. All he could remember was putting Feliciano to bed, and following it with copious drinking with Gilbert until all the rest of his memories had faded away into nothing. He held his head with his hands and let his head fall back against his bed.*

Ow..... what happened last night?