Hungover.
We needed the cure badly: no cost, no consequences. We searched the pantry for concoctions, compounds, elixirs, or medications. Spent the day dry, sober, and complaining, “Do you have anything for the pain? How about a panacea?” Ah, damn it! I’m drunk again.
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