"Well, I'm not real, and neither is that beer. So....right now you're just looking like an idiot sitting against the wall."
He chuckles a bit, sipping at his beer.
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'Yeah, figured so. Can you leave so i can bleed in peace?'
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"See, I'm technically the only thing keeping you from falling unconscious right now." He finishes his beer, starting to stand. "But if you say so..." He disappears along with the beer.
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'Finally, hopefully I'll bleed out in my sleep. I'm tired of this streak of bad luck.' He passes out.