You open your eyes. You blink a bit, and open them. It's Monday. You think. The door to you room is open? Your room is just like it's always been. You think. You're a little hung over? You think? No, that aching pounding in your head is definitely a hangover. What happened last night? You go upstairs and check the top floor of your house. Everything is in order. You think. This hangover is starting to be a problem. You open a cupboard that's full of medicine. You think? This red pill you pull out must be the cure to the hangover. Or is it the white pill? One of them is a buffered analgesic that you'll definitely need and the other one is a laxative. You think.