[There is a small part of Mephisto having regrets right now, because he kind of wanted to get laid tonight... and now Chuuya is the one probably too drunk to get it up.]
[Not that Mephisto isn't pretty far gone as well, for all that is doesn't show at all. He sits perfectly still, one hand loosely placed on the small of Chuuya's back to help keep him upright while holding yet another shot in the other. His words are definitely getting a bit slurred, but it makes him sound more dreamy than drunk.]
Oh no, not at all... ah, but I wonder-- just who should I call in the event you collapse from alcohol poisoning? I suppose it's a little late in the game to mention it now-- but I'm immune to it!
[--since he can't die from poisons. But he can definitely still get drunk. The only reason he's upright right now is thanks to his familiar, hiding in the pink umbrella hanging on the back of his chair. Even if the chair were kicked out from under him, he'd still remain floating in place.]
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[Not that Mephisto isn't pretty far gone as well, for all that is doesn't show at all. He sits perfectly still, one hand loosely placed on the small of Chuuya's back to help keep him upright while holding yet another shot in the other. His words are definitely getting a bit slurred, but it makes him sound more dreamy than drunk.]
Oh no, not at all... ah, but I wonder-- just who should I call in the event you collapse from alcohol poisoning? I suppose it's a little late in the game to mention it now-- but I'm immune to it!
[--since he can't die from poisons. But he can definitely still get drunk. The only reason he's upright right now is thanks to his familiar, hiding in the pink umbrella hanging on the back of his chair. Even if the chair were kicked out from under him, he'd still remain floating in place.]