[ .......no, he's just drunk — at least that's what he'll tell himself. ]
The mood fer a bath? No, the beer some trollop dumped on my head did.
[ DRY, because fuck you don't call him out on it. Guanshan barely bothers paying attention as he swipes his bracelet over the check out to pay for the tab he accrued, and after Nihongou does the same, he's grabbing his wrist and dragging him out of the bar behind him. ]
[ with plenty of staggering. he's not exactly a lightweight, but he's no tank either. and although he has absolutely no idea where he's going, he's still leading the way; who knows if he's even going the right direction. ]
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The mood fer a bath? No, the beer some trollop dumped on my head did.
[ DRY, because fuck you don't call him out on it. Guanshan barely bothers paying attention as he swipes his bracelet over the check out to pay for the tab he accrued, and after Nihongou does the same, he's grabbing his wrist and dragging him out of the bar behind him. ]
[ with plenty of staggering. he's not exactly a lightweight, but he's no tank either. and although he has absolutely no idea where he's going, he's still leading the way; who knows if he's even going the right direction. ]