"Ugggh...."

I groaned as I slowly came back to the world of conciousness. I took a deep breath and my nostrils were greeted with the lovely perfume of rancid sake and dried vomit.

"Great", I groaned to myself as I tried to marshal enough energy into my muscles to pick myself up off the ground. I think I may have lifted myself a full inch above the ground before collapsing back down into my vomit. Frustrated in my attempts to stand up, I just stared at the scene before me. I didn't know what time of day it was, or why the barflies at the tavern didn't steal my sword or any of my clothes. As I could see, I was horrifically drunk around 12 hours earlier, then I must have passed out around 6 hours earlier after drinking. Well that explains why I'm here. Now to think up an excuse for the wife....