Hey.
How youve been doing?
*stis besides*
We havent talked much.
English
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"No we -*hic*- haven't..." *Noticeably drunk*
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*gets Paternal worring* Have you been drinking? what? how much!? Was it that punk WInston?
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"No.... Not him...." *Sighs and leans back, closing my eyes*
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do you want me to take you to your room?
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"No -*hic*- thanks. I need -*hic*- time to.... Think."
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what about. *hugs you wiht oen arm to calm you up*
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*Leans into you, slowly calming*
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there, there. *takes out a weird rose from his jacket* smell this one, its a Powder rose form MArs. its smell always calmed me during combat
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"Really?" *I take a sniff, then immediately pass out*
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well.....*smells* oh...iits.....wasted... *passes out*