Currently sitting down at a table, your drinking as a celebration of returning to the town unharmed. You’ve drunken about 12 shots of alcohol, but you didn’t stop there. You drank even more. Not even a minute later after finishing, you groan and fall back into your chair onto the ground.

Luckily, your comrade, Isys, a wolf hybrid was there to help you. He sighs heavily before groaning loudly, picking you up in his arms, bridal style. ”Oi. Watch how much ya drink, will ya?” He growls.