Waking up with withdrawals was a completely different game than a normal hangover. As Arlo rolled over, he swore he could feel each muscle in his body ache. If that wasn’t bad enough, as he squinted his eyes open he saw Felix laying in bed beside him. To be honest it was completely possible that the two idiots simply passed out next to each other watching Spongebob, but if he was honest Arlo doubted it. He felt some sort of way about the girl, and he could only imagine what a blabbermouth he could have been in front of her during a bender.
Lo rubbed a hand over his tattooed chest for a moment, before gently nudging at her. “Fel, hey I think it’s afternoon.” he grumbled quietly. “Did we use it all?” he asked, worried about how he was going to get his next fix.