You decide to start walking along the highway, starting off toward your left, away from what is apparently New Jersey. A car is bound to come along, or you'll see a sign for a town where you can get your bearings. What you don't account for is that your hungover ass is dehydrated, and walking in the open sun is making things worse. You think you've been walking for about an hour when you decide to sit back down on the shoulder. The grass is cool. You lie down and press your cheek into it, closing your eyes.

After a minute or two in that position, you think you hear the sound of running water coming from the woods, which continued along the side of the highway throughout your walk. Water would definitely help your pounding head, and maybe there's some berries or something in there. But the grass is comfortable, and hell, you already slept outside once today. A nap sounds fantastic.