No, No (O, Drunk) I'm Fine!

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    [size=36pt]Роуз Торн[/size]

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    giving love to the world.

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    Well, Rouz had had one to many bottles of vodka. How did she get them? A few two-legs were having a party, and they went inside after it started to rain. Rouz thought it would be fun to have a shot or two, she hadn't had vodka in a long time.


    Then two turned into three. Then four, then five. And now the Russian Blue was drunk, and was wandering around camp aimlessly. She tripped over stones and randomly flirted with NPC's, who quickly padded away. More like ran.

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    The only time she had witnessed someone drunk was when she was a kitten and the drunk person was her mother. Of course, at the time she didn't know it was alcohol, but by now it was obvious. Looking at the Russian distastefully she scoffed. "Don't even come near me. You're constant stumbling is rather unflattering, you know?" The sentinel stated sarcastically, stepping away from the drunk feline.


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    giving love to the world.

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    Rouz stopped moving and turned to Milky. Due to Rouz bein drunk, and having an accent, she was almost impossible to understand. "Heeeeeeelleos Meeeeilkeeee, Izzzzz feeeieeeneeee d-deeaaaaaaaar..." Her head then turned towards Saffron and she blinked. "Seeooomeeeeoonneee gruuuuump?" Rouz then started to wander off again.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-align: justify; width: 350px;]Drunk, huh? Instead of thinking that it was rather uncivilized and strange, John found it to be quite amusing. After all, it wasn't everyday that someone had the chance to see something like this. "Hey, you are totally wasted!" John commented with a dorky grin on his face and a small laugh. She seemed to be pretty cool despite drunk - hey, for some reason, she reminded John of a friend who was drunk 104% of the time. Anyways, John didn't seem to mind the fact that the Russian blue was wasted. Why should he? It was her choice to get wasted. It would also be fun to tease her about it later on when she's sober and in the middle of a massive hangover. That would be fun. John had always wondered what alcohol was like but he didn't try it to get fully drunk. Heck, was there ever a time when he was drunk? Probably not.


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    [justify]Of course. So, Rouz was drunk? She hadn't seen this happen to anyone in awhile, and to be honest it can be pretty amusing to watch. Let's just hope when she gets drunk she's more stupidish. She didn't mean that to be mean, but some get stupid and some get mean. Let's hope that she doesn't get mean. She chuckled a little bit to she the Russian fooling around like that, and her question was answered when she replied to Milky and Saffron. "Hey Rouz. What's up?" she asked chuckling. It would be great to converse with a drunk, after all they can say some pretty funny things and not rember it. Sweet.




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    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px solid white; width: 420px;][font=arial]Ashton had always been able to keep himself composed; it was his father who had always been a mess, not to mention his sister. His mother had been the druggie while baby Genesis was the dyslexic angel. In this household, he was considered the smart one: the one who got them out of threatening situations with sketchy plans and ideas. "Can I take a swig?" Questioned the serval as he sauntered up, peering over at Rouz.