The Guidance- OLD

[BlossomTail]

((x3))

Drake poured more, spilling some now. He drank it in one sip, laughing. He looked over to see Myra, still holding the bottle, and his glass. "Myraa, come try somee!" he laughed, his words slurring a lot.

[Sabatea]

Myra just stared at him, eyeing him uncertaintly. Her first thought was that Will had made him drink something odd but then why was he acting the same way? "Err..." she stammered, blinking at him.

[BlossomTail]

Drake laughed, losing his balance again, and falling onto the ground, holding the bottle up right, and coughing, he was laughing so hard. "This 's sooo goodd!" he said, still laughing.

[Sabatea]

"Erm..." Myra muttered, slowly approaching him and crouching beside him. "You feeling okay?" she murmured, blinking at him.

[BlossomTail]

"Try somee!" he laughed, his breath smelling like alcohol. He continued to laugh, pouring more into the glass, the bottle almost empty now.

[Sabatea]

"Uhh... No, I'd rather not..." Myra murmured, coughing slightly at the smell of the alcohol.

[BlossomTail]

Drake shrugged, laughing, and drinking the glass again, his eyes clouded.

[Sabatea]

"uhh... Can I see that?" Myra murmured, motioning to the bottle.

[BlossomTail]

Drake handed her the bottle, his eyes half open now. He was completely drunk now, and slowly falling unconscious.

[Sabatea]

Myra eyed the bottle, blinking at it in confusion before she placed it to the side and returned to gazing at Drake, wondering what was wrong with him.