you and Gaz are in a bar drinking, not little drinks. you both can't barely walk anymore and slurr your words. Gaz takes a sip of his beer bottle.

"I'm sippin' alcohol like there is no tomorrow!" Gaz slurrs his words and giggles while leaning on you as you both sits on a table in the bar.

Gaz eyes widen as he remembered.. "but there is training tomorrow.. fuck there is training tomorrow!" Gaz slurr his words while staring at you, scared of how you both end up tomorrow with a hangover.