Closed;; please delete

[Joey.]

Rebel had finished his White Russian and was looking at Damian, chuckling. "You're so adorable." He told him, his eyes glazed over from the alcohol, and he was beginning to slur over the words. He leaned over, pressing his lips to Damian's temple but ended up falling over slightly, catching himself just in time before he hit the ground.

[obiole]

Damian;; I grab his arm, worried, and almost dropped my beer glass. "Hey? Are you ok, baby?" I had a pounding headache and my vision was blurring, but I still focused on the boy. "I think that's it for you." I say, kissing his cheek.

[Joey.]

Rebel whined, "Noooo!" He huffed, crossing his arms and pouting playfully, his lips twitching in a smile that he tried his best fighting off, wanting Damian to think he was really upset and that childish to throw a mantrume about being cut off, even though all he had was two tequilas and a White Russian, he was pretty F'd up so far.

[obiole]

Damian;; I narrowed my eyes and poked him. "Thank god we walked here. Your lucky Iove, mister." I say, finishing off my beer and asking for another. I pulled out a lump of cash and gave it to the 'tender for the drinks so far.

[Joey.]

Rebel laughed, "I knoooow, right?" He slurred, then hugged Damian, "I love you, man!" He said, laughing, his mind spinning and he felt the familiar sensation of floating and being heavy at the exact same time!
He furrowed his brow as he felt himself falling and found himself on the floor, though numb from the pain so he didn't really notice all that much.

[obiole]

{ xD I'm.. Dying.. Stahp being so funneh, Jojo! ~

Damian;; I sigh and bend down to pick him up from the floor. "Yup, you've had enough, love."

{{wb}}

[Joey.]

Rebel pulled Damian down with him, "I reckon I did as well," He smiled, "But this floor is comfortable, and so you shall lay beside me!"

((Same, I mirror people's posts. Dx
And I'm really not meaning to be. O.o))

[obiole]

Damian;; I squeel when he pulls me down, accidentally spilling the beer behind the counter and at the man's feet. The alhcohol finally kicking in, I begin to loose it. "Floors are like.. Clouds. Soft and comfy." I giggled and bend my knees while laying on the floor next to him. "No more tequila.." I say, luahing for no reason. God, we're gonna have a bad hangover.

{{Gah, sorry. I know I sounded weird, it's just that made me luagh harder than I needed to.

[Joey.]

Rebel laughed, pulling him to him, "I loooooove yewwww!" He said rather loudly, rocking side to side for no apparent reason. ((Major WB. Dx))

[obiole]

Damian;; "I lerv ya, too." I say. Soon enough I hear a voice boom above us. "Get out. Now!" It said. I open my eyes only to see a spinning man who looks an awefully lot like the.. Bar tender. Sh*t. "Unless you get out now, I'm calling the cops. You have fifteen seconds. I couldn't see and Rebel was in no shape to even walk, let alone run from this place, so we're really in for it.