Scott walked back out of his room to investigate a loud thump that he had heard from my room. He saw Elysif sprawled out on the couch and holding her head. It was rather obvious that she had yet to recover from her hangover. He continued walking and peered into my room to see without any surprise that I was passed out on the floor with one of his empty rum bottles lying next to me. “Quite the sturdy bottle.” he said to himself before coming over and pouring water from the washbasin beside my bed all over my face.

I shot up in a frenzy from the shock of the water. “What the bloody hell was that for you drunk?” I exclaimed.

He shot me a look as if I had just killed his dog. “First of all, that hurt my feelings. Second, you needed a wake-up call. We have to catch the closest train out of here and you both still need to pack.”

“Well tell that to Elysif.”

“Elysif why haven’t you gone to your place and started packing yet?” he yelled over to Elysif who was still stretched out on the couch.

“Ugh, I would but I have the worst headache ever and Lou refuses to carry me downstairs.” Elysif said with a whiny tone.

“Tell that to the lump on the back of my head, you ass.” I replied.

“I am surrounded by children.” Scott said, shaking his head with a heavy sigh. “Lou, carry her downstairs and get her inside her apartment.”

“Can’t I just toss her down the stairs? It would be much faster.” I asked.

“... No.” Scott answered after thinking it over as if it was actually an option.

“I forgot to mention I also saved your life so you should be more grateful.” Elysif said to me from the couch.

“Fine.” I said walking over to her and picking her up in the princess position. Scott opened up the door and let me out. Once I had left Scott stood there shaking his head. “I swear I have been drinking a lot more since I started babysitting those two. I wonder how many bottles I can fit in my luggage.” he stuffed six bottles into his suitcase before he couldn’t fit anymore. “This is gonna be a long trip.”

* * *

It took us nearly four hours to get packed because Scott took a cat nap and Elysif was hungover for another two hours before she could actually pack. I threw up out the window and ruined a stray cat's day while I was waiting for them due to a hangover-style stomachache but we eventually got to the train station only to learn we missed the train we wanted on by nearly twenty minutes.

We found another one though that would be leaving in an hour so we all walked around looking at different shops. Had this been modern day we would have easily been mistaken for tourists. Scott bought a fancy case of cigars that were rather expensive and Elysif bought several pounds of bread and pastries. Sadly a passerby knocked into her and much of her pastries fell on the ground where it became a feast for the birds.

We eventually calmed the already downtrodden Elysif when I bought her some more pastries to replace the ones she lost. She almost killed a few of the birds before then but thankfully she only scarred them for life. I myself purchased a hat similar to that of a newsboys cap, a patch set to mend the holes in my trench coat, and a freshly printed copy of the adventures of Sherlock Holmes. Once we had finished shopping the train arrived and we almost missed it like the last one but we boarded safely and were finally headed out on our mission.