Casablancas Residence - Monday Morning

[surferboy_09er]

Dick tossed his bag onto the floor and flopped down face first on his bed. He had spent most of the holidays in Mexico and came back tanned, hungover and thoroughly exhausted. It was what he had wanted. You can't really dwell on your family-less Christmas when you're out getting drunk with your also family-less best friend (Logan had broken up with

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[marsheadtilt]

Veronica had been putting off this phone call for at least two weeks. Because, quite frankly, she suspected she shouldn't be making it. But here it was, two days before New Year's Eve, and she finally rang Dick's phone.

[surferboy_09er]

Dick groaned slightly since the ringing hurt his head but managed to fish his phone out of his pocket without too much trouble. Which was impressive considering a few hours earlier he couldn't walk.

"'lo?" he mumbled into the phone.

[marsheadtilt]

"You sound hungover," Veronica remarked.

[surferboy_09er]

He recognized Veronica's voice but had to lift up his phone to see which Veronica it was. Dick wasn't supposed to be nice to his own timeline's Veronica right now. BFF loyalty and all that.

"I spent Christmas in Mexico," he finally said. Dick felt that should explain everything.