Third Floor Common Room, Monday Early Afternoon

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

In the war between nursing his hangover in the quiet of his room (where hiding would be much easier) and going out to watch a World Cup game, soccer won out. Predictably. So Conner was camped out on the couch with a bottle of Advil and a gallon of water, watching the Switzerland-Ukraine match.

At least, presumably that was what he was doing; all that could be seen of him over the top of the Manchester United beach towel he'd draped over himself were his eyes and the top of his head. He might have looked slightly traumatized.

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[once-a-king.livejournal.com]

On his way down to the salle, Peter poked his head into the Common Room. Drawn by the sound of the football match, of course. He took a look at Conner and immediately was concerned. "You don't look quite well," he said, stating the obvious like a pro. "Anything I can do?"

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

Conner's eyes swiveled toward the door and blinked a couple of times. "Know where to get me a new head?"

[once-a-king.livejournal.com]

"I think you're stuck with that one," Peter said with only a slight grin. "Unless some of the magic users around here are far crazier than I know about." He entered the room to get a better view of the match. "What happened? And who's winning?"

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

There was a long pause while the player scurried off to Yahoo Sports to check while Conner actually focused on the onscreen score. "Still 0-0 so far. It's been this way the whole time."

He reached up and rubbed his head. "I might've had a little too much to drink last night. Okay, maybe a lot too much."

[once-a-king.livejournal.com]

Peter felt badly for Conner so he resisted pointing out the logic that if the score was 0-0, it couldn't have been different earlier in the game. "I rather hope Switzerland pulls it out," he commented and thereby sealed their losing fate.

He grinned. "Celebrating England's victory? I think it's supposed to be me drinking too much for that reason."

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"Um." Conner slid a little further down on the couch and pulled the towel up halfway over his eyes. "Yeah, I guess you could say that. That and cheering up Anders, which didn't go so well."

[once-a-king.livejournal.com]

"That's too bad," Peter said. "Willow tried to cheer him up the other day and seemed rather sad after it as well. He going to be well?"

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

Conner grimaced. "I think my strategy backfired on me."

[once-a-king.livejournal.com]

"Yes, I think the general plan is to keep feeding the alcohol to the other person. Then you can bring hangover remedies in the morning and commiserate without wanting to die."

[nadiathesaint]

Somewhere, Nadia knew, there was football. She didn't have any preference of who won today's matches, but that didn't stop her from wanting to watch.

And, hey, look! Third floor common room has football!

"What's the score?"

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"Hi, Nadia." Conner stuck his hand out from under the beach towel and waved. "Switzerland and Ukraine. No score. At this rate it's going to end up in a shootout."

[nadiathesaint]

"Exciting!" Nadia watched the game for a few moments before realizing that all was not neccesarily well in Connerland. "You okay?"

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"Hung over," he explained again. "Me and Bridge took Anders to Caritas last night. There was karaoke, and a lot of shots."

[nadiathesaint]

"Oh. Well, did you have fun, at least? I hope Anders is feeling better, too. I need to talk to him about the rooftop ritual." Nadia smiled at Conner. "Though I guess now, he might not need it."

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"He wasn't so much with the feeling better this m--" Conner slapped a hand over his mouth.

[nadiathesaint]

"You saw him this morning, too?" Nadia shrugged. "Well, I'll definitely offer the ritual, either way. You sure you're okay? Do you need a bucket, or something?"

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

Nausea was a good cover story. He was going to go with it. "Yeah, the bucket might be a good idea. And I'm not sure last night, um, helped."

[union-jane.livejournal.com]

Seras poked her head into the common room.

"You look rough," she said to Conner, placing herself dead in the running for 'understatement of the year'.

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"You have no idea," Conner mumbled. He rattled the bottle of Advil at her by way of greeting. "I think the pain might finally be going away though."

[union-jane.livejournal.com]

"What did you do to yourself?" asked Seras, coming closer, "More basketball practise?"

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"Nope," he replied. Oh, that better not have been practice. "It was kind of a wild Welcome To The Boozey Neighborhood party."

[union-jane.livejournal.com]

Seras laughed.

"A what?"

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

Conner laughed sheepishly. "I've never gotten drunk before. The aftermath is kind of brutal."

[union-jane.livejournal.com]

Seras nodded.

"It tends to be, yeah. Did you mix your liquors or anything? That will make it worse."

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

Conner shook his head. "I'm not even sure what it is Bridge ordered us. I don't think we mixed anything."