Daisy had been asleep for five days. It was an absolute shit of a hangover that could only have possibly been born from the unholy alliance of Buckfast and super strong cider that she had consumed on Thursday night. "The Jakie's Breakfast" she called it, before she had necked a litre of one and three litres of the other, falling into the sort of coma that would make Sleeping Beauty proud. She had been asleep in a bush, no less, in the garden, more than one of the branches of which had been poking her in ways she was quite sure were illegal. Waking up at last, she realises that her mouth is drier than the proverbial Middle Eastern gentleman's sandal. She pulls herself out of the bush and to her feet, groaning as every slight movement made her head feel like a bingo machine filled with spikes and barbed wire. She rolls around on the floor for a few moments, holding her hands to her head as she cries out in a tone that would surely turn anyone who heard it swiftly to stone. She cries and whimpers for a moment quietly, resisting the temptation to try to hydrate herself by drinking the dew on the grass, before she again stands, using her free arm to hold onto the side of the swimming pool as she contemplates plunging in to sweet death, which would surely be preferable to this absolute monster of a hangover.

After a while, and clearly resembling something out of the Walking Dead, Daisy starts to stumble and groan her way to the house again, looking back only briefly at what was very nearly (or literally, she wasn't yet sure) her bushy shrubby grave. She opens the door and falls in, crying again, before giving up on her legs and pencil rolling her way towards the kitchen slowly. When this leads to her bumping into the door of the fridge, she stops and uses the handle to drag herself to her feet again, looking through bloodshot eyes to find the sink. She makes her way towards it slowly and then turns on the cold tap, sticking her face under it as she drinks as much water as her mouth can handle at any one time. She pulls her face away for a moment, gasping and breathing heavily. "Drink all the water," she moans before sticking her head back under the tap again and drinking even more.

After almost running the tap completely dry, she turns it off and walks over slowly to the couch. Her hair looked like a rather shit bird's nest at the moment, all over the place and filled with leaves and branches as it was, but she didn't care. She just wanted to lay down until the pain was gone from her skull. As she reaches the couch, she collapses onto it and curls up into a little blonde ball. "Shhhhhh," she says to no one at all. The house was still totally empty as everyone was in bed. "Wake me up for school, mum," Daisy then says, before going quiet, laying still to let the hangover pass.

Christopher wakes up in the servant's bedroom after hours and hours of struggling to drift into a peaceful sleep on the new, hard beds that Big Brother has provided for him and the other servants of the house. The task is a little grueling but Christopher is all about taking part and making the most of things so it isn't getting him down that much. He heads into the bathroom to brush his teeth and is about to shower but remembers that he has to wait until all the masters have showered first.

Christopher nods, "Of course, miss." He makes his way over to the bathtub and begins to run the water for Aikya. Christopher also gets some bubble bath ready to add to the water too. "Is there anything else can do for you?"

Daisy starts to hear people mill about, making her hangover even worse, but she turns over on the couch and looks down, seeing Mariko.

"Awright pal?" she asks with a croaky voice.

Daisy, totally oblivious to any challenge, looks down at Mariko and sighs. "Aye, pal. I've been liked out. Lights out for aboot a week I reckon. Throat's fucking killing me. I had some water but it didnae help at all. I need like a shotgun or something eh?"

Mariko scowls dramatically. " sorry,daisy duke,they searched me for weapons before I came in. Some orange juice may help." Mariko got up and dashed to the kitchen and back. " here." She holds out the glass to daisy. Mariko gives a little nod to aikya, " good morning,ma'am."

Nova woke up feeling alright. She had managed to sleep all the way through the night even on a shitty bed. She sits up and makes her bed, hoping everyone would go take a shower or bathe and eat so the rest of them could. She was sure this whole time most servants were making mental notes of who treated them well and who didn't. So far Nova didn't have any beefs with anyone. Last night though, she thought it was weird. Even though she shared a somewhat meaningless kiss with Vara, one she was sure was only out of sadness, she only really cared about her talk with Chris. They had so far talked a few times but she knew she liked him as a friend and could see them hanging out more. She rubbed her eyes and sat on her bed.

Daisy opens one eye after the OJ shower and looks over at Mariko. When she squeezes her, Daisy laughs. "Ah man, dinnae it tickles," she laughs, feeling a bit more awake now after the vitamin C facial. "Thank fuck you're here, likes. I thought I was gonnae actual die when I woke up oot there. I'm niver drinkin' again, but." She sits up at last and looks around.

Mariko loves hearing daisy laugh,but stops tickling her. She didn't want the girl to vomit all over her. " I like to think I make a difference." She grins to daisy. She shakes her head and laughs. " no more drinking? Why do I not buy that? " she asks skeptically,dramatically putting her hand to her chin.

"Good morning,miss Elle." Mariko greets Elle.

Elle waves.

"morning, how are you guys?"