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10/27/2015 3:46:34 AM
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He slams the bottle back down on the tabel.
"Ugggghhhhh..."
He hick ups a few times.
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[b]She giggles at his plight, as she takes it, and does the same he did[/b]
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[spoiler]Lol how big is this bottle?[/spoiler] He watches, eyes half closed.
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[spoiler]I have no idea[/spoiler] [b]She finishes after a bit, the bottle empty[/b]
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[spoiler]Kek[/spoiler] "Well....that's the bottle." He smiles and faceplants the table.
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[b]She laughs uncontrollably, trying to get him back up[/b]
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Slowly, he stirs as another bottle is delivered from the bartender. "The buyer of this drink told me not to tell you guys." He walks off. Dean pokes at the bottle.
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[b]She, to drunk not to care, was already grabbing at it[/b]
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It was yet another bottle of whiskey, strong and tall. Dean watches with an intent yet drunken look on his face.
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[b]She looks at it, turns shrugs, popping the cork as she downs a few gulps[/b]
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"He-hey, don't don't don't hog that." He smiles like an idiot and reaches for the bottle.
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[b]She hands it over[/b]
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He begins chugging the bottle.
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[b]She watches him do it a bit, before zoning out, and nearly falling asleep[/b]
