Secrets of drinks

Yesterday evening was spent once again at an izakaya, close to Shibuya station. As the girl, I don't pay for anything, so soon I really lost count of the number of drinks, cocktails, beers and bottles of sake (nihonshu) that just kept on coming. As a result it took me the double amount of time to get home due to a certain, ehum, disability to walk straight.

Today I woke up at 10:30-ish and thought something was missing, and it took me a minute or two to realize; no headache, no feelings of sickness, slightly alert.... no hung over!!
Was it the sake? Was it the sometimes unidentified food? Was it the cozy atmosphere at the izakaya? Was it the super short waiter with the squeaky voice?
What was it?! I wanna knowww!

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