Hercules sleeps like the dead, totally unmoving the whole night. Come morning, when she slips out of his arms to go do some morning exercises, he rolls over and shoves a pillow over his face, his hangover finally making itself known.

All she'll get in response to her trying to wake him is a low groan as he tucks himself up tighter into a ball of misery.

He hasn't been hungover in years. This is the worst.