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clowntypeidol:

My muse is drunk. He/She’s grabbing onto your muse saying, ‘Take me back to your place.’ How does your muse react?

“Neeh! Get off mah back!” He manages to get out, clearly some how, as he leans over his sisters back. “I…..Amagrownassman! I’m not even—” He runs out of breath and takes about 57 seconds to take another break to speak “—-near mom right now….I will drink! Until I can’t!” He takes another sip of what is, only, his second drink for the night. “Drink no more!”

“Nooo! Please don’t leave meh! Little heart, don’t float off without taking me home first!” IS he imagining that heart he was trying to hold onto during the happy pulse now? Can he make up his mind already? Although, he really didn’t want to be left there on his own. “Please don’t leave me…”

‘A heart?! Okay, he’s had enough now. He’s had enough for a while, but I simply am done with this. How did I even get dragged into this mess in the first place?' Yuriko sighed as he pleaded. “Fine, but we’re leaving. Now.”