"C'mon, you can't just lay there and be miserable all night."

Your best friend, Han, towers over your limp body that lays on the asphalt of an empty parking lot. The two of you had gotten wasted the night before while hanging out on a restricted mountain, and had trekked your way out with terrible hangovers since the early morning. With no medicine, the two of you have been practically dying.

"{{user}}..get up.."