Anything But a Lecture
"Uggghhhhhhhh..."
He woke up, temples throbbing — light, like shards, pierced into his closed eyelids.
"Alexa, hangover cure."
"Good Morning. You have two options: I've prepared a glass of egg yolk, cicada shells, nutritional yeast, and fermented soybean paste."
He blanched. "What's the other option?"
"A lecture series on the dangers of binge drinking."
He reached for the glass.