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He didn't know Agnes well enough to determine how she really was, but he knew his sister, and he could tell there was something fundamentally wrong with her at the moment. He didn't understand what was concerning her, being too drunk to recollect anything, even what he said just minutes previous, but the feeling that she was uneasy stuck with him all the way through to the morning. After a night as wild as that, and after inevitably making it up to Apollo in any way the demon wanted, Elijah was instantly hit by pain, groaning as he attempted to sit up from the bed. He never usually got nauseous, but he realised he had probably pushed his body's limit with alcohol when he rushed to the bathroom to promptly throw up; an experience he wasn't used to and, thus, hated passionately.
"I don't fucking feel good," he moaned, collapsing back onto the bed with a shaky effort to pull his boxers up, bailing halfway through the attempt and instead moving to get back under the covers. "God, you let me drink way too much, Apollo-- I'm a human; I'm stupid. You're the smart, intellectual demon; you should have been looking out for me," he continued jokingly, managing to open his eyes long enough to smile over at him. "...Did I embarrass myself last night? God, did I get in a fight? 'Cos I feel like I did. Either that or we really went for it in bed, I dunno, my mind's spinning."
"I don't fucking feel good," he moaned, collapsing back onto the bed with a shaky effort to pull his boxers up, bailing halfway through the attempt and instead moving to get back under the covers. "God, you let me drink way too much, Apollo-- I'm a human; I'm stupid. You're the smart, intellectual demon; you should have been looking out for me," he continued jokingly, managing to open his eyes long enough to smile over at him. "...Did I embarrass myself last night? God, did I get in a fight? 'Cos I feel like I did. Either that or we really went for it in bed, I dunno, my mind's spinning."