[The best Motochika could manage in response was a miserable groan. He couldn't even remember the last time he'd woken up with a hangover at all, let alone one this bad. He tried to sit up, but the pounding in his head suggested that maybe that was a very bad idea. Instead, he rolled over on his side, trying to escape the sound of Kodachi's voice. Too loud. Any sound at all was too loud.
How did he even get himself into this state? His capacity for alcohol was usually ridiculously high, so to drink so much that he'd be this miserable, something must have happened. Sadly, he can't really remember much of the previous night and thinking too hard made his head hurt even more.]
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How did he even get himself into this state? His capacity for alcohol was usually ridiculously high, so to drink so much that he'd be this miserable, something must have happened. Sadly, he can't really remember much of the previous night and thinking too hard made his head hurt even more.]