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Chu-e was rather enjoying his drunk self, being squished and dying by Kazimir Wynter's meaty tits. He was less interested in Zac Ramsay, only because he thought of the guy like a brother. Kind of like how the idea of kissing Cillian Quinn made him gag. He just wasn't into that.

Anyway, so he was having a wonderful time up in Kazimir's tits, suffocation or not, when he got all excited and moved away, making Chu-e groan. Who was he talking with? With no one to supervise, he grabbed a another drink and took a few sips to swallow it down.

Oh! It was Stormy Silph!

"Heeeeeey!" It had been a while since he had seen her but she was, like, a busy E4 person and he had been an ass to her before. So it's not like it was weird. His own stomach rumbled, too, when the burger was mentioned. Man, when was the last time he had a burger....

"I want a Tauros Burger, too! With extra pickles!"

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- Talking Burgers with Stormy and Kaz
- Wasted Wailord
- 25/30 BP

Total: 809

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Although he wasn’t the type of man to be late to a job, he often times appeared late to parties. Maverick strolled onto the beach, warm colored orbs observed passively as he moved his way to the bar. Not a social man, some drinks would definitely lighting him up.

A stiff nod to the barkeeper, he turned to scout out what has happened. The man let his cold gaze flickered from one face to another, taking notes of a few familiar faces. But why? He scowled at himself, turning back to the bar and snatching the drink off the counter. Sense that day, he couldn’t keep her out of his mind. She was taken, she had to be. He growled at himself, gulping the drink down in the desperate hope he would forget her.

”Another.” Drank. ”Another.” Down the hatch. ”Another one.” Gulp. ”How many will it take?” Need one more. ”Hit me.”

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OOC: phone post. 5/30 bp

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It was an odd day, but at the end of the day he was going to let loose a little, and blow off some steam he deserved that much at least, especially after all the hell this tournament had put him through. Though it wasn't without it's perks, still today he was just going to enjoy himself a bit, and where ever the chips fell so be it. Amor just wanted to not be in control of his life for a split second, and so he thought he would ramp up the challenge. Looking up at the barkeep, he smiled at him, and motioned for him to bring him eight shots. Amor just simply wanted to be 'normal' today, and so far from he could ascertain, this is what normal people did. They got drunk, and lived their lives as if every day could be their last.

So when he had all shots in front of him, he began to down them one after another, and the warmth of each shot radiated through him like a heater that touched skin. With each slam of the tiny glass he finished them off one at a time until it was the final one, and he slammed it down, and let out a satisfied 'ah' sound. So far he hadn't made a fool of himself, sure he was shirtless but that was mainly because someone had spilt their drink on him. Right now he was feeling good, and with that thought, he lounged at the bar, after those eight shots he definitely wasn't going to drink anymore.

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X | X | X -10 from each roll!

Total:530+293= 823

30 BP earned!

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The effects of the drinks started to come forth, feeling only slightly loopy. Yet, he could still remember her face. Her gorgeous eyes, her lovely face, and her smoothing voice. Maverick slammed his fist into the bar counter, annoyed those memories came fluttering in still. His gaze flickered to the bartender, waving them over and pushing his empty glass forward. “Another round,” he grumbled, “Make it quick please.”

The person behind the counter filled his glass with an roll of their eyes. He wasn’t one only customer but did either way. Maverick snagged the glass, swallowing the drink with on gulp. “Keep them going.” Another glass filled up but when down the hatch quickly. Another one. Then, another one. “Cheers.” Two more filled up and two more down. How many will it take to forget her?

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10/30 bp

half way to throwing up! lol 520

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greyson sat an empty table (surprised there was one, to be honest) and ordered a few shots. fix, to be exact. the tournament had been stressful. he was hungry too.

maybe, curry?

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Usually, she was much more of a party girl. Especially on a day like that, now that she had ‘found’ two wallets during the day without even looking. That should have made her feel jubilant. And yet, she had seen something in this bar that had soured her mood a lot, causing her to button her jacket back up, find some barkeep and translate the ‘earnings’ of the day into cold, liquid non-cash.



A bottle and a glass for shots in hand, she made it to some random guy’s table, who was already drinking, sat down, and just started to pour herself and match his antics, all but wordlessly, though obviously distraught.



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Ugh, this was embarrassing already. But she probably did not disturb these people too much. They did not exactly burst out to help or anything like that. Likely, they just wanted to get away from the embarrassment that was her. Fair enough. Eve, still feeling rather bad, shakily got back onto her feet and immediately made a bee-line towards the restrooms.



Almost there, though, she noticed that mysteriously, her glass had been filled again. How could that be? No, someone was completely messing with her. No other choice. But she had not embarrassed herself like that only to falter now. No, she would see this through to the end! Irrationally and drunkenly headstrong, she closed her eyes, downed the whole rest of it and immediately put the glass down for good.



Then, she immediately regretted that, madly dashing for the door in order to fully get herself sorted out in the restroom in a way that she would regret even more the next day.



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- overkill, Eve is out for...the eve...····

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Chu-e's stomach rumbled again.

There was a moment where he wondered if it was because he was really hungry or not.

Pushing himself up, he wandered over to the bar, picking up his last few drinks on the way.

It rumbled again.

Oh, was it vomit?

....

No.

He was just hungry.

It was time to wander off and find some food.

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- Thinking about that burger
- Wasted Wailord
- 30/30 BP

Total: 913

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The alcohol was started to mix things up. Weight lifted off his shoulders, a slight buzz tickled him. He could feel himself relax a little.

But it wasn’t enough, her name. Her name was still in his head. Her name. No, he needed more. Another wave of drinks when down the hatched. One. Two. Three. Four. Five.

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OOC: 15/30 bp. edit: 732 t minus throw up! xD

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