Waking up with a horrible tequila hangover and a sour taste in her mouth she stumbled out of bed. Bed? She didn't even remember walking home. Last thing she remembered was LadySky puking her guts up in the bar.
Rinsing out her mouth she stepped outside, wincing and shielding her eyes from the too bright sunlight. Seeing a crowd gathered, her stomach sank. Not again!
"Ryven may I have a muffin please, I need to rid my mouth of this horrid taste," she spotted Avi half hanging out of his window. "Oh god not Avi!" she wailed, turning her suspicious glare on Greenthorn.
Stomping up to the ballot box she scribbled Greenthorn and stumbled off still in shock.