Natsu's POV
Headache...dry mouth...sore as fuck. Yep, hangover time. Christ, how high was that famous acohol limit Makarov told me on my first day!? I looked arround, I was in my undecorated bedroom, I notice there's a clock besides me, 2:27!? What the hell! When did I returned upstairs? four in the mornigf or something like that...
I turned my whole bodie and groaned painfully, trying to sit myself on bed. First attempt failed, second too. God...third is successful, not already. I stay here looking to nowhere like I'm in some kind of depression when someone knocks my door.
"Can I enter?" I think it's Lucy calling me loudly (it's what my ears says at least). I hope she's not here to only laugh at my state.
"Sure...but speak as low as you can please..." She giggled silently.
She opened the door quietly and sit on the desk's chair some feets away from me. "Good afternoon dear." She said trying to hide her chucklings.
"You could've at least lie and say good morning, so I would feel a little better." I said doing a smile wich I didn't believe I was able to.
"Eh, if it helps you. Good morning Natsu." She said gently.
"Mornin'." I grumbled rubbing my face.
She crossed her legs, wich is a good idea because she's wearing a skirt (maybe I looked a little...HEY, I'M BI, REMEMBER?). She rests her elbow on her upper leg and pose her head in her hand. "You seem like you had an occupied night, hmm?. By the way, I think the clothes you're wearing are from yesterday, am I right?"
I looked down at me and she was right. "Indeed, well you know, a drunk dude doesn't really care if he sleeps in everyday clothes or not." At least I wasn't fully naked. If it was the case, I wouldn't probably even notice in the mood I am.
She laughed "One time, I woke up from a hangover like yours. I was fully clothed with a sweatshirt and ski pants. I was all covored in sweat because this morning, or should I say afternoon, the heat was at 86(°F) if I remeber correctly, it smelled like hell..."
I couldn't help but laugh too. "What..ahh...what the hell we're you doing in ski pants exactly?" I asked amused by all the answers swarming in my head.
"I believe I played truth or dare like the innocent teenage girl I was." She said honnestly, rubbing the back of her head.
"To be honnest, it was the first answer I thought of." I said with a grin.
"You already look better, oh there." She handed me two pills wich I believe were aspirins.
My eyes widen in joy. I almost stole those and gulped them quickly. "I sincerely owe you one!"
She looked at me satisfied "I'll remember that." She said sticking her tongue.
"Good, because I'll propably forget what I said by this night." I said jockingly.
She laughed sweetly. "Do you remember anything from yesterday night?" She said quite interrested now.
I took the Thinker pose and thinked (No shit Sherlock) "Hmm...I met Erza, Jellal, Loki and you by the bar...then I met that girl...what's her name already?"
Lucy facepalmed "Is the name Cana rigning a bell?"
"Yes! Yes, her. Afterwards though, I don't remember shit, what have she done to me?"
She giggled, but soon glared me with annoyance "You accepted a drinking challenge with Cana you poor soul. You didn't have any chance face to her, she's a black hole sucking alcohol and stucking it in god knows where. You probably even almost died." I don't know if she is, but she look dead serious. Better take notes and never, ever, do a drinking challenge with that girl again.
