[Ah-- there it is, the tilt of the world, the slight delay in his vision as it tries to catch up to an alcohol-soaked brain. Yu adjusts himself accordingly, keeping his movements a little slower, a little more careful, to compensate at the very least. Ideally, to fully cover the fact that he can't hold that much alcohol and drank it anyway.
Even now, he's trying so desperately hard to be in charge. To be okay.]
Because it wouldn't be a comfy place to sleep, [he answers easily, and there's no slur to his words, but that's because the rest of his movements still a bit in order to compensate. He can't do more than one thing at a time, really, not like this. But he can do one thing at a time.]
I'll miss the blonde, but the black still looks nice. So-- [a pause, as he finally finds the nap bundle and tries to straighten it out a bit.] --of course it applies.
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Even now, he's trying so desperately hard to be in charge. To be okay.]
Because it wouldn't be a comfy place to sleep, [he answers easily, and there's no slur to his words, but that's because the rest of his movements still a bit in order to compensate. He can't do more than one thing at a time, really, not like this. But he can do one thing at a time.]
I'll miss the blonde, but the black still looks nice. So-- [a pause, as he finally finds the nap bundle and tries to straighten it out a bit.] --of course it applies.