Birthday Shenanigans

Though he acted in the moment rather than the long term, that came to bite him as the alcohol gripped at his mind–swirling his natural self and letting loose any filter he once had.

With red cheeks, hot and flushed, he was fully drunk now.

It was a new experience for him, that's for sure. Attempting to simply walk around felt as if the world below his feet was spinning around like a merry-go-round being tugged by storming winds.

Irene was the only one who stayed away from the booze, though it wasn't because it was kept away from her. In fact, he tried multiple times to try and get her to drink it.

"C'mon! It's kind of bitter and tastes like gunk, but it'll make you all warm inside!" He tried urging Irene.

Though he was less than convincing with his flushed cheeks and lecherous expression that was unrestrained by the attributes of alcohol.

"...No, I'm fine," Irene shook her head with a small smile.