Chapter 2: Gray's First Hours Hangover

Chapter notes: Just some Gray's slice of life after the night out at Lucy's with Lucy and Natsu. Actually dense plot will come, suggestions are welcome!

With a big hangover but set aside thanks to the glorious memories of last night adventure, Gray walked peacefully back to his apartment. The day was bright and the sky clear. In the way he stopped to buy something to drink. He had parched mouth.

Dishevelled and frumpish, wearing yesterday's clothes and smelling of tobacco Gray entered the cafeteria. After heavy partying and little sleep he looked terrible, but this didn't prevent him to act cheesy and a bit gross and to flirt with the bar attendant.

Gray: Hey sweetie, do you have something to replenish my juices?

Bar attendant: Could you be more specific sir?

G: Something to dilute my thick fluids. What about a sporty isotonic drink?

Bar attendant: We have Gatorrade, Acquarius, Nostea, ST Pillegrino, MagnoliaFitTea, BixlowSweat as well as teas and juices.

G: Give me one of those tea fancy drinks. This one seems good.

Bar attendant: OK, anything else?

G: What about your phone number darling?

Bar attendant: Twenty six jewels. Who's next?

Gray paid fast with Kontactless Jewel Transfer and left the cafeteria.

Walking he thought: Ah… my head aches so badly and I'm so tired. I should go to sleep and don't wake up till I'm fully recovered. Plus, despite of the great night out, without proper sleep and other basic needs my mood is getting bad and crappy. That joking with that cute bar attendant was out of place. Anyway. Let's go back to the apartment. I hope Loke will be gone or at least will be quiet. I need to nap.

Gray arrived to his apartment. He entered and heard the TV at loud volume and Loke in the kitchen.

Loke: Hey Gray! What's up? Did you spend the night out well accompanied?

Gray: I could totally state that.

L: And who was her?

G: Man, to be honest I'm dead tired and I don't want to talk or do anything right now. Could you lower the TV volume?

L: Sure man. Are you OK? I see you even more shitfaced and hangover than usual.

G: I'm fine. By the way. What are you doing?!

L: Cooking. Don't you see it, I'm a great cook!

G: You rarely cook.

L: Not for you, but in fact I'm really good in the kitchen. By the way, will you stay the whole day at home?

G: I just told you. I want to take it easy today.

L: Not a problem for me, but someone will come to have lunch with me and I'd prefer some privacy…

G: Don't worry, I'll be a ghost in my house. By the way, How was your night, did you hook up with the ex-girlfriend you chased yesterday?

L: Last night was also great! No, nothing happened with Bisca. We just talked, but she introduced me one of her friends, and that friend introduced me Laki. A sexy law school student that plays basketball and is about to come to have lunch at our place. By the way, you probably haven't noticed it but I've been cleaning and I want to keep it clean. So when you go to the bathroom, aim well in the toilet and don't leave your dirty clothes all over the place.

G: Woo… not a one night stand… And with a future lawyer… you are levelling up! Congratulations. Well, have fun, if I'm leave the room when she's around I'll come out to say hello. Well Loke, have fun and good night.

L: Remember being clean in the bathroom!

G: Take it easy and worry not.

Loke kept cooking and Gray went his room to take off his clothes and then to the bathroom to carry out some maintenance to his body.

He started evacuating. Heavy drinking left his stomach and guts a bit irritated and nothing nice happened in that room with him seated on the toilet.

"Damn, I feel so disgusting when pooping, especially today. Fuck. I think Lucy's fancy drink is getting out the same it entered, and I'm so thirsty…" he said to himself. Next he went to the sink and bent over to drink straight from the tap. After several swigs and the belly full of tap water, he looked himself on the mirror. "Time to improve a bit this reflection" he said. Then he entered the bathroom tub. The warm water poured over him, soaking him from head to toe. After a general rinse he put the plug in the bath and let the water level rise.

The water lengthened and slendered his lovely black hair locks that now fell over his face and conferred him a mysterious look. He realized that he almost could slurp a flock of hair falling from his fringe. "LOL, I'm wearing my hair really long now. Should I change my hairstyle? Probably not. If I had someone special to turn to… I could share this moment in the shower with her and get advice. Uh… not right now, I'm too busy for so much trouble. I'm fine how I am now."

Gray was comfortable half submersed in the hot water and his mind was able to ignore the remaining hangover symptoms and just focus on relishing the hot bath and peacefully think its things.

After a long time Gray decided it was time to finish bathing. He rinsed fast, intercalating jets of cold and hot water in kind of a masochist Scottish shower. He liked contrasts and frequent –almost daily- adrenaline rushes. Fifteen seconds of hot water officially ended the showering.

Lovely clean and smelling gorgeously Gray dried his pouring skin with a towel and went back to his room. There he left the towel on the desk chair and jumped in bed. Naked, like he always sleeps, he hugged the pillow and sheets and enjoyed the glory of falling asleep when you are dead tired.

/End of the chapter/