“Horrible…” He nudged Noemi’s arm lovingly before sighing. “Forgive me. I will return.”
The General rose to his feet and stretched, scratching himself idly before walking into the bathroom to get himself a glass of water. “I am guessing you want a more detailed status report… my throat is dry. My head is buzzing. I have a headache. I feel dizzy.” He muttered. “It’s like a hangover without the liquor.”
He downed the entire glass and moved back to the bed.