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Like.

I’ve got family history with it and every time I drunk I got totally WASTED.

So I did myself a favour and dodged that bullet 😭😭

#Queekisms

The only downside to writing a drunk is that I’m tea-total and really did not taste much alcohol before I decided drinking really wasn’t my thing.

"𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝟑𝟎𝟒, 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐝𝐮𝐭𝐲."

- female spartan oc
- mature themes | 18+ | non lewd
- semi stable
- halo rp | swrp | mvrp
- ships w/ chem | multiship

| a musing brought to you by - #mamapasta |

*He chuckled slightly, pouring himself another round. A half-glass this time*.

So can you really not get drunk…?

* those

#Queekisms

Serp you can’t keep giving me all of that openings for a joke after I’ve supposed to have logged off Jay for the night

This is torture

#Queekisms

In my defence

Google said it had pineapple 😂😭

*He makes a sort of ‘pfff’ noise.*

All those plasma weapons. Bound to have an effect on one’s taste buds.

Amen!

*He’s gulped down his whole glass*

Pineapple…?

< — Is not a raging drunk.
He can control when he drinks.

It’s basically only a problem when he’s bored or not doing something important. (AKA his whole career the last few years)

And I thought the odd margarita was adventurous.

*Glasses. Pop. Pour. Hands over.*

To not having an augmented liver!

Want a glass, Spartan?

I know I’m a lousy drunk.
But I’ve never been so out of it to imagine people eating scorpions.

Ooo.

*He’s not normally a fruity type, but a free drink is a free drink.*

Thanking you.

Rum or Bourbon…?

Decisions, decisions.

Polishing his boots.

I think it depends on the Spartan.
Sometimes, I’m so happy to see you lot.

But some of you can be rather…

*He titled his head side-to-side. Trying (for once) to be diplomatic.*

…’interesting’ to deal with.

No, I know. But the way you’re carrying yourself is doing it for you.

Mhm.

And you think making everyone feel like you’re accusing them is a good idea…?

Did you say something, Spartan?

No, but you can be para…
Overly vigilant.

You’ve caught me.
I’m apart of some grand conspiracy with a guy I’ve never met after decades of service that would suggest I’m loyal.

Must we bicker?

Migraine. Ugh.

Huh. Maybe we’ll give it a try then.

Tell them to fuck off then.

I can think of worse problems to have.