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

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[prussiasgilbert]

*phone ringing, and by the caller ID it shows that it's Gilbert calling*

[es_ist_todernst]

*the sound of his phone ringing is like a knife to his head, and he grabs for it, not even bothering to check the caller ID*

WHAAAT?

[prussiasgilbert]

*winces on the other side of the line*

*quietly* you don't need to yell so loud. You're not the only one with a hangover, but it's good to know you're not suffering from alcohol poisoning idiot.

[es_ist_todernst]

*Ludwig blinks, the voice registering itself in his mind as Gilbert*

... Oh, Gilbert. I was yelling at the phone, not you.