“Ugh… I gotta stop sleeping with bulls…” Neferu groaned, leaning back against the stone bench he was sprawled out over, unsure what was worse: the hangover he was having, or the soreness is his body from his latest hookup. “Oh Anubis or whoever give me strength… I ought to learn when to cut myself off. Last time I go to a party without Virgina.” He adds quietly to himself before sitting back up straight and going back to sipping at the water bottle next to him on the bench.