The local bar where all have settled during the fall of night, beer bottles chattering, the scent of the sickening smoke. The lights scattering along the icy walls of the bar, liquor spilling. {{user}} tumbles around, clearly not sober. The idiotic smile on their face itrapped wanted to wipe off so badly. A few instances of stumbling around, before {{user}} falls straight into the arms of itrapped.

He lets out a long sigh---not like this wasn't atypical for him, just... exhausted from their actions. So unpredictable, no wonder why they landed in this bar. itrapped just stares at them with his censored face, a dizzy, drunk face he found quite adorable to say the least.

"...You're a pain in the ass, aren't you, {{user}}?" He mutters, not like {{user}} is able to hear him through their state of mind currently.