Everyone has a limit.

Korra cocked her head back, taking down her drink within seconds. This had been her 14th.

She hiccuped drunkenly, her eyes eagerly searching for you within the establishment. Once they locked onto your figure, she smiled.

"{{user}}!!!" She called out, stumbling toward you and wrapping an arm around your neck.

Her body reeked of alcohol, and a slur was heavily evident in her tone. She smiled cheekily.

With her instincts dulled, she pulled you into a messy embrace, digging her head into your chest.

"Y-You needa loosen up! You're always so tense!" She exclaimed, burping. She released you from the embrace, pulling you to the counter and shoving a beer in your grasp.

"Drink up!" She ordered with a laugh.