"Doubtful. I haven't drank enough for that yet," Setsuna said back, knowing it to be true. Kira usually made sure of that, and, really, Setsuna was doing this to at least get past Christmas without a severe breakdown of "Oh fucking hell, Sara might be a duck and I can't take her home" anxiety.
He took some of the orange stuff and downed it, then looked at the green stuff suspiciously. "What's this tashte like?" He was already slurring words.
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Date: 2007-11-04 03:41 am (UTC)He took some of the orange stuff and downed it, then looked at the green stuff suspiciously. "What's this tashte like?" He was already slurring words.