Tetramis rubbed her forehead, her blond fringe obscuring her eyes. The pain was killing her already, so she responded through gritted teeth, "Headache. Need painkillers. Aspirin does not work." She was close, a razor's edge from lashing out with her tongue.<br/><br/>******<br/><br/>Will curled up contentedly in the sofa by the radiator, bottles littering the wooden tiles of the living room. Then the bell rang. He got to his feet as the frequency of the rings increased, mumbling to himself. He opened the door abruptly, and winced at the amount of sunlight outside. "Yeah?"<br/><br/>"Mister Lee, someone named Mavis Lee has ordered these shipped to you, along with a letter." Said the man standing outside, who was clearly shorter than Will be a few inches.<br/><br/>"Hmmm? Okay. Leave the box outside, I'll pick it up later." Will took the pen and signed in the box, deciding to clamp his mouth shut to reduce the reek of alcohol. He stepped back, "Thanks."<br/><br/>"Thanks." The deliveryman said as the door closed in his face.<br/><br/>A few minutes later, the door opened again and Will snuck the crate and envelope back into his house.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Hello Uncle,<br/>I hope things are going well at your end. I'm still waiting for the council to approve my application to become an Executor for the 34th time. I don't think they take me very seriously even though I'm more than capable of holding my own.<br/><br/>Anyways, I'll not weigh you down with my troubles. Enjoy the beverage that I have bought. Also, I have some students who will be coming over to America to stay for the mentorship program. If you could, please tidy up the house. (You may want to bring the glass bottles to the recycle bin)<br/><br/>Thanks alot :D<br/>Mavis</span><br/><br/>Tidy the house up? He scratched his head and turned to face the pile of bottles which covered the floor. "Hmmm..." He crouched down and picked up an empty bottle before dropping it into an empty carton. That wasn't that hard.<br/><br/>An hour later, the floor was clean of bottles, though he decided to mop the floor later, after he had finished a couple of bottles. He walked to one of the rooms, which had a dull glow at the crack beneath the door and opened it. he was immediately greeted by a chorus of chittering and the rustling of carapaces.