The Guidance- OLD

[BlossomTail]

"Al-alcohol?" he repeated, covering his mouth again, when he felt nauseous. "It's..a type of drink.." he mumbled, shrugging. "I heard it makes people feel funny.." he mumbled, holding his head again, not remembering anything still.

[Sabatea]

"Its what you were drinking..." Myra murmured, glaring at him now.

[BlossomTail]

"Me?" he asked, pointing to himself, his eyes half closed. "No.." he mumbled, shaking his head some, still a little loopy from the alcohol.

[Sabatea]

Myra sighed softly, placing the bottle back on the table. She eyed him for a moment before she sighed again, dropping to the floor and sitting there.

[BlossomTail]

Drake felt another wave of pain come from his head, and he let his head fall onto the table, moaning slightly. "I don't remember how I got here.." he mumbled. "Why am I in this room..?"

[Sabatea]

"I have no idea..." Myra murmured, blinking at the ground.

Ralen crawled slently into the room, leaping into Drake's lap.

[BlossomTail]

Drake was silent for a moment. "You said I was drinking that stuff..what was I doing?" he asked, feeling something jump up into his lap. He raised his head from the table, opening his eyes some.

[Sabatea]

"I don't know... When I came in you were on the floor laughing and then you tried to get me to drink some. After that you passed out." Myra explained, her gaze fixed on the ground.

Ralen sniffed at Drake, his ear flicking.

[BlossomTail]

Drake let out a small groan, and sighed. "Then I was drinking.." he mumbled. "How much did I have?" he asked, looking at the bottle, and saw it was almost empty. "Damn, that's a lot.." he then said, holding his head again.

[Sabatea]

Ralen sneezed, coughing, "You smell like crap..." Ralen wheezed, leaping off his lap and onto the floor. (( Lol XD ))

Myra eyed him, "Will must've had some too..." she murmured, motioning to the unconscious form.