[they also drank that stuff much more spaced out, though.]
[the logic's getting flushed out with the booze tbh.
he slows down a bit as he gets to the end of the bottle.]
he slows down a bit as he gets to the end of the bottle.]
[he's a little behind her, but he finishes his as well, setting the bottle aside.]
I don't think we drank whiskey like that... I don't know if we could. Wine's not as strong.
['it's not as strong' he says, ignoring the slug of drunkenness he just gave right to his system.]
['it's not as strong' he says, ignoring the slug of drunkenness he just gave right to his system.]
Yes, it is. What was it we got up to the first time... four bottles? I feel like it was four.
[man it's suddenly a lot harder to think straight.]
[man it's suddenly a lot harder to think straight.]
I think it was. We didn't finish... I know that much.
[he gets up-- and stumbles briefly, whacked in the face with drunk.]
[he gets up-- and stumbles briefly, whacked in the face with drunk.]
[he blinks, rubbing at his face]
Ahh, there it is. It just hit me.
[still, veering off to the food table to get another bottle.]
Ahh, there it is. It just hit me.
[still, veering off to the food table to get another bottle.]
[he comes back soon enough with a new bottle, sitting down heavily.]
Very funny.
Very funny.
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