I know she said she doesn’t drink much but I still wonder what hungover Kronii would be like.

I know she said she doesn’t drink much but I still wonder what hungover Kronii would be like.
Drunkeronii!

you wake up cuddling with Kronii after a night of heavy drinking with the council
a hangover weighs on your head
the sun streaming in around the edges of the curtains sure doesn't help
you slowly reach over to your phone to check the time
JESUS FUCK OW SCREEN LIGHT OW OW OW
really should pick a darker wallpaper
or just drop the brightness down, that'd probably work too
you think the clock said 1:30 something
kronii has begun stirring in your arms, tugging at the blanket to shield her eyes from the sunlight
"morning. how you feeling?" you ask
she flinches at the sound of your voice, the noise of it starting a feedback loop in her head
"uugghhhshutthefuckuuuuppp..." she mumbles, straining her neck to silence you with a lethargic kiss
her breath smells like liver failure's younger, less deadly cousin and her drying lips taste of the cheap hash browns she wolfed down at 5am
but it's still her, and that's enough. you close your eyes and hold your lips to hers, waiting together for the pain to fade