Author's Notes:
My first drabble for Challenge 371: Twitter at tw100.

Summary: Ianto just wants to sleep…

Ianto didn’t often have hangovers these days, mostly because now he was immortal he could handle his liquor better. The night before though, he must have overindulged on a grand scale judging by the pounding in his head.

It was only just dawn, so he rolled over without opening his eyes. Maybe he could sleep it off.

Ten minutes later he groaned. He loved his home most of the time, but one thing he could do without was the incessant twitter of the birds that woke at first light. He wished he had a mute button to shut them up.

The End