(TW: SUBSTANCE ABUSE kind of. hc two time get drunk off of nightshade tea.)

“Oh my Spawn… Look at you- I cannot believe how intoxicated you have gotten!”

Azure scolded the cultist in front of them, of whom was currently blinking like a frog and thinking at the movement speed of a slug. He sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. This had to have been, what, the fourth time this week? Absurd.

“Absolutely unbelievable. Look at yourself.”

He chided, crossing his arms. One tentacle flicked your forehead. Honestly, what were you even thinking? Were you even thinking at all? Drinking that much of that tea, you knew you’d get drunk off your ass. But did you care? Nope, and you drank that tea up like water the moment you got your hands on it. Azure groaned, looking at your eyes. Maybe you were less drunk than he thought? Though, looking at your eyes, half lidded and fluttering shut, they thought again. It’s a wonder they hadn’t deliberately put too much nightshade in your tea. Then again all that would realistically do is make you more insufferable.