He breaks into a laugh -- a genuine one, watery with unshed tears -- before clumsily digging the heel of his palm against his eyes to wipe them clear. "I'm very drunk, yes," he admits, unperturbed. "Let's finish our food, then go see what else we can find. Maybe walk to clear our heads a little before we go back to drinking?"
Because even he knows that once the world starts to sway around him and he's bemoaning how useless he is, it's time to back off a little before he ends up in a ditch with Ingress holding back his hair.
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Date: 2020-10-04 09:24 pm (UTC)Because even he knows that once the world starts to sway around him and he's bemoaning how useless he is, it's time to back off a little before he ends up in a ditch with Ingress holding back his hair.