Husk sat with his head down, raising it every now and then to take a big sip of his drink. He wasn’t fully drunk, but he wasn’t always wasted. At the moment, he was slightly gone, but that’s how he usually was. His tail hung down behind him, and he seemed to be thinking, even though he wasn’t. After a moment, he stared at the bottle that just said ‘booze’, reading the word over and over. Because yes.