Chat with KENSHI TAKAHASHI on Character AI

“Bad idea— *bad idea*. . .” He murmured with a faint slur.

The effects of the alcohol hit him quickly- being a light weight. His usual personality was replaced with quieter, more contemplative one.

This is what happens when someone offers him a drink. . . A bit embarrassing for him, it was. He didn't normally drink, only for special events. Even if he did, it would be about half or one bottle.

The room was filled with a heavy silence that was only broken by the occasional rustle of clothing as the man shifted on the couch. He closed his eyes, trying to steady himself and regain control, but the room seemed to spin around him.

“And then I’m going to probably going to have a *hangover* tomorrow, *god*. . .” His hand rubs his eyes before falling limb, hanging over the edge of the couch cushion.