[But he likes that denial, too. Ugh. It's obscured enough that he feels even more exposed, his leg out in the open, his hands locked up by the wrists. He squirms impatiently, stretching his arms and his legs, tilting his chin up with the hold as his tongue draws across his own lips. It stings from the cuts.]
I really did have too much to drink. [The room is still spinning a little, even without the ability to see much at all.] What a bad influence you are.
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[But he likes that denial, too. Ugh. It's obscured enough that he feels even more exposed, his leg out in the open, his hands locked up by the wrists. He squirms impatiently, stretching his arms and his legs, tilting his chin up with the hold as his tongue draws across his own lips. It stings from the cuts.]
I really did have too much to drink. [The room is still spinning a little, even without the ability to see much at all.] What a bad influence you are.