"How much did we even drink last night? My head is pounding." She said, covering her eyes back up to block out the light. She heard her husband start walking towards the door, slowly. "We just kept picking good movies and drinking more, I'm sure the kitchen is a mess." He replied as he opened the door all the way and started down the hallway. After about three steps, she heard him trip a little and let out a rather feminine noise of panic as he caught himself.