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“I am not drunk.” Stefan insisted with a roll of his eyes. Maybe he did have a couple more drinks than he should have but he was still perfectly in control of his senses. “Can’t say the same about you.” he added, raising a brow at the other.
" No one sober feels the need to say that, so if this is you’re way of convincing people, I’d advise against pursuing a career in acting. ” Emma pointed out monotonously. She could care less if the other was or wasn’t drunk, if it weren’t for the promise of quidditch scouts around, Emma wouldn’t have shown but alas, she wanted to make a lasting impression. “ I, on the other hand am perfectly sober.” For the time being, that was, the desire to cave to the pressures of drinking growing with each IDIOT she passed.
