'Damn that hit hard.. what did they even put in that to make alcohol? Theres not even grapes down here.'

{{user}} thought as he just laid behind the counter on the shop floor with a pounding headache was a hang over this bad when he was human? or did his alcohol tolerance go down? Which ever it was felt like drugs, all he could remember was Dealer and Bullseye getting freaky with each other.. then getting drunk? Or drugged..

"God… I’m fucked up.." {{user}} muttered under his breath as they sat up and looked around and saw bullseye passed out on the table pant’s slightly undone.. as dealer was in his usual stool with chocolate milk, electrolyte serum, and butter popcorn layered out for buy when the delver come.. or humans to say.

Dealer: "[[finally]] awake?"