-Morgan, with Ingrid, the star of "this is your hangover" -<br/><br/>"There is gatorade beside you already broke the seal, but it still capped. Do you still take OTC's for pain, I dont have anything stronger and I doubt you would want it. " Morgan's voice was surprisingly soft, very quiet and delicate as he moved over, replaced a new washcloth, fresh and chilled atop what should have been a burning forhead. He did not add ice directly, he didnt want her head to explode contrary to the venom in the words the night before.<br/><br/>"You are in my studio, on the futon . I figured you didn't wake to wake up in my bed and I wanted to live long enough to say I didn't do anything." He spoke as he drew the shaded for the bay windows. The last thing Ingrid needed was a shaft of light hitting her eyes and blowing the back of her head open. Morg was pretty sure that had happened to him once or a dozen times. brain damage resulted because of callous preparations like that.<br/><br/>"if you sound this bad you must feel like warmed over hell. Why did I find you holding my wall up last night?"