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hellosailor ([personal profile] hellosailor) wrote in [community profile] albinomilksnake 2013-09-13 05:29 am (UTC)

I thought that was the point?

[But he gets her point. It's pretty late and they're very drunk. Sure, he's been worse, but he's so far avoided passing out in strange places since he's got here and it's a habit he intends to continue. Can't bring himself to trust he won't get whisked off somewhere worse if he drops his guard.]

All right all right, no need to rush.

[He slides off the chair with relative ease, knows the trick is to hold onto the bar when he's standing, and, once he's moving, to not stop until he reaches his destination. Walking was, after all, just controlled falling, and in this state he's pretty much guaranteed to be good at falling.]

Your place or mine? [He looks away for a moment, amends his question] You want me to walk you home?

[His place is closer, but he can't quite snub out the instinct to make sure she gets where she's going safely, even though he knows she's capable of making sure of that herself. Still, being gallant has always paid off for him. Mostly.]

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