The Doctor nodded and lay there there. He hoped that he wouldn't throw up. However it didn't take him long to scramble out of bed and run to the bathroom and throw up. He was groaning.
He knew it was his own fault. He just hoped he didn't feel as bad once he had emptied his stomach. He knew he should eat. He jusy really had drunk alot and felt terrible now. He sighed as he could tell the TARDIS was annoyed as she was ingoring him.