Capítulo 1018: Skarla

Between the booze, the drugs, and the fun times; Igna found himself waking the next day inside a bathtub. Lights from last night yet flickered, '-what an awful stench,' a scan showed puke and a troubled maid coming to her daily duty. She arrived and peaked through the ajar door, similarly to when Igna opened his eyes and scanned – the mess of semi-nude men and women – all of whom were handsome, model in their own way, laid in self-made bodily puddles. 

An exasperated gasp followed, "-celebration sure was hectic."

  "My apologies," said Igna, "-we had a little too much last night," understatement of the year. A casual stroll led outside through the balcony archway; still open from last night. The balustrade sadly gave downward, '-seriously?' he cringed at someone's half-digested dinner. 

  "Brother."

  "Julius," he returned, "-I see you made it, how was your night?"