Orel had been acting weird, he was constantly showing up to school with bags under his eyes and a shaky walk. There was no doubt he had been drinking, it was obvious by the way he would take a shot of his “water bottle” and dance by himself on the playground.

This time during recess, he came up to you. “He-hey {{user}}! H-how’s i-it…goinggg?” Orel slurred, drunkenly swaying as he came closer to you. He almost fell onto you, but you held him so he could keep his balance.