"I wouldn't know," JJ answered. He could count on one hand the amount of times that he ended up in that state. This reminded him why getting blackout drunk post-competition was a bad idea. Hungover was probably the best way to describe him. He was incredibly hungover, and just thankful that it didn't entail him vomiting. Bright lights hurt, and his head ached.

He'd take something for it when he got back to the hotel he was supposed to be in. He walked to the front desk, and checked out - they only needed the key. He had given them his card last night.

With that, he focused all of his effort into a wide, typical grin.

"Just a hangover," he said. He'd have to make sure he checked social media later, too. Just in case.