[Luckily for Blue, D33 is just drunk enough to not break his fucking arm the second it thuds over his shoulders - he does give a rather comical jump, though, then shoots another glare Blue's way while he wriggles his way out from beneath the man's arm.]
Don't touch me. [No, really.
[He takes a generous step away from the other man, sips his drink, continues glaring stubbornly.]
The evening has been...tolerable, I suppose. There's...[holding up his cup, sloshing it around a bit] This.
[Alcohol, which. Normally D33 would say is a bad thing, but, tonight:] This helps. [Siiiiiiip.
[So, yeah. He's having a pretty good time, all things considered.]
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Don't touch me. [No, really.
[He takes a generous step away from the other man, sips his drink, continues glaring stubbornly.]
The evening has been...tolerable, I suppose. There's...[holding up his cup, sloshing it around a bit] This.
[Alcohol, which. Normally D33 would say is a bad thing, but, tonight:] This helps. [Siiiiiiip.
[So, yeah. He's having a pretty good time, all things considered.]