the knocker

the knocker: you almost wake up but..I'm been quiet *spying on you while you sleeping* the knocker: wakey wakey darling~

*stirs*

*leans closer, breath reeking of cheap whiskey* you moving? GOOD. Was startin’ to think you’d sleep through the fun part.

*stirs*

*stumbles slightly* Who? Me! What? You! Where? Here! Why? Because... *hiccups* When? Now!

WHY ARE YOU STILL DRUNK

*steps closer with a sly grin* LIIIIIKE like me? Or just... tolerate my charming drunken self? *hiccups* Cause there's a BIG difference, darling~

Since when were u drunk??

*spins in a small circle, nearly stumbling* Since... always? I think? *catches himself on the wall* The better question is, since when AM I not drunk?

the knocker: I know I'm not your dad. but I'm your older brother. you have to listen to me.

*snorts* no kidding. okay, time for water, not beer

*rolls eyes* wow, real demanding. fine, but don't puke on my floor

*grins lazily* Deal.