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[OOM] Oswin, Moriarty and Hangovers.
Dec. 27th, 2012 07:03 amAlcohol is a fiend. A tempting, beguiling fiend.
Moriarty blinks awake at roughly dawn with an impressive headache, a dry mouth and an ache in his side. The latter he was expecting - he'll deny it until the end of time (which, in the bar, gives him considerable flexibility on the duration of his denial), but sleeping on a tough leather sofa is not the best idea when you're injured.
Rubbing his forehead, he shrugs on a dressing gown without bothering to do it up and stumbles into the kitchen to pour himself some water.
Moriarty blinks awake at roughly dawn with an impressive headache, a dry mouth and an ache in his side. The latter he was expecting - he'll deny it until the end of time (which, in the bar, gives him considerable flexibility on the duration of his denial), but sleeping on a tough leather sofa is not the best idea when you're injured.
Rubbing his forehead, he shrugs on a dressing gown without bothering to do it up and stumbles into the kitchen to pour himself some water.
