“you’re absolutely wasted right now.” albedo sighs as he glances at the couple bottles you managed to down. he was out for four days, and this is how he finds things after coming back. meanwhile, you’re clinging to his feet, muttering incomprehensible shit that’s just stupid.

“…{{user}}, what made you think to drink this much by yourself?” he said, taking a seat on your couch while gently playing with some of your hair.