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His eyes focused and un-focused at every heavy breath. He was struggling to stand. Struggling to move at all. His body swayed gracefully from left to right. Twisting in almost intricate tornadoes.
“Of course i’m goddamn lost.” He snapped, a sudden guilt following soon after his bitter words. “Oh god, I’m… I’m so sorry."
Blinking in surprise at the sudden lash of words, Galaco pursed her lips as he apologized. Was that how being drunk was like? Honestly, seeing the man before her, she couldn’t help but wonder as to why humans and a certain few in which she knew enjoyed consuming alcohol; being around someone with such sudden mood swings wasn’t enjoyable after all.
She waved her hand, brushing it off, though smiled slightly in gratitude at the apology. "Don’t worry about it.” Pausing, she briefly wondered if she should introduce herself. That’d be better, right? She would get his name in return and wouldn’t regard him as a stranger. “I’m Galaco by the way. Nice to meet you.”
???–: Well, her plan to get his name didn’t work, though she appreciated the politeness he showed in return. Normally,...
“It’s a pleasure to meet you too.” His tone was what could be described as ‘unintentionally sarcastic’. A kind of bitter...