Decollage | Day 78, morning

[hyanaimne]

[knock knock, Fawn, you have a visitor]

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[grandstanding]

I'll drink to that.

[hyanaimne]

[holds up her bottle]

Cheers.

[grandstanding]

[clinks his against hers]

Cheers.

[does the adult thing and starts downing the bottle.]

[hyanaimne]

[that sounds like an excellent adult thing to do]

[grandstanding]

[absolutely. never mind how astoundingly drunk they already are.]

[hyanaimne]

[this is our version of coping]

[grandstanding]

[well if I stopped before reaching the bottom that would be failing.]

[hyanaimne]

[well I'm not stopping until that point]

[grandstanding]

[me either. slowing down a bit on the way, but still drinking.]

[hyanaimne]

[nope, still going. Demolishing this bottle like a champ]

[grandstanding]

[finally draining the last few mouthfuls, and thunking the bottle down on the couch. hiccups slightly, and takes a few breaths.]

That was... a lot.

[hyanaimne]

[finishes a few moments after him with a gasp]

That . . . mm. Quite a bit.

[grandstanding]

[even turning to look at her makes him reel a little]

Wasn't bad though.

[hyanaimne]

Nn-nn . . . not at all.

[sets down her bottle, then fwumps back against the back of the couch with a happy sigh]

[grandstanding]

This's... the drunkest I've been. I think.

[hyanaimne]

[fumbles for his sleeve, tugs on it for him to lean back too]

Is that bad?

[grandstanding]

[oookay, fwumping back]

I think it'd be bad if I stood.

[hyanaimne]

[okay yes good leaning against him again]

Then don't stand. You will wobble horribly.

[grandstanding]

Pretty sure I'd just fall... everything's spinning.

[hyanaimne]

Spinning . . . ? Oh . . . everything is wobbly for me. All . . . tilty and the like.

[grandstanding]

Yes, that.

[hyanaimne]

But it isn't quite spinning.

[grandstanding]

It is a bit.

[hyanaimne]

It is not. The room is not going all the way around.