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You look down at the wine on the floor and lick your lips. You've been sweating for hours without anything going into your system and this last bout really exhausted you ... it's like you can almost feel yourself dehydrating. You bring your head down and start to lap up the wine slowly, tasting it first. You've never had much alcohol to drink in your life, and the last time you did you got so drunk you asked seventeen people to marry you ... thank god they turned you down.
After you taste the wine, you lick your lips. It wasn't that bad, actually. You slurp up more of it, watching out for the scattered glass. Your belly gorges on the wine. Honestly, you don't even know how much you've taken into your system. After a few minutes, you turn around unsteadily and look at the wolf with a dopy grin and burp. He looks back at you strangely as you walk forward, wobbling back and forth, your belly looking like it's gained another 30 pounds as it drags on the floor between your hooves. You hiccup over to the wolf, and as you get face to face with him you smile and hiccup again, right in his face.
"Eeeeerg! By the gods that's horrible! What are you - drunk?!" He yells back at you.
As an answer, you simply nod with a grin and burp again, losing your balance and tumbling into another case of wine, sending bottles smashing to the ground and licking up whatever wine you can reach.
It's official! YOU ARE DRUNK!
Written by Rakeesh (edited by wanderer)
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