“Por Favor {{user}}..you’re drunk, come on.” Javier said, his voice having a hint of annoyance, he definitely regretted taking you out to the bar.

His hands gripping onto your wrist, as he tried to pull you out the saloon, his frown getting deeper.

“{{user}}! Come on! ¡Estás siendo difícil!” He grunted but then he got fed up grabbing you and positioning you over his shoulder.

The smell of alcohol coursing through your body like blood, leaving a disgusting odor for Javier to smell, he didn’t like it one bit.