Neolarthytep
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Robert MaudevilleRobert's foot begins to throb. He ignores it for a while, and the alcohol from the night before helps. But by early afternoon there is no denying the constant, dull ache. The skin around the wound has purpled, and the veins are large and puffy. Oddly enough, his butt is also starting to ache.
Awakening in the hammock with the empty bottle of Jamison tucked by his side, Robert slowly swings his feet over the side. The contact with the wood of the wrap around porch of the beach house makes it throb. Trying to remember the events after he got home last night is impossible with the constant throbbing of his foot, and his hangover. Making his way slowly into the house Robert ignores his housemates who give some idle chatter on his way to the kitchen. Opening the fridge he searches the miracle cure all of all aches and pain. Alcohol.