A drunk Kakyoin was laying halfway on a bench with a bottle of booze in his hand. "Hello, daddy! Hello, mom! I'm your... chchchchchchch... CHerryyy bomb!" Kakyoin was singing to himself and swaying side to side, clearly drunk as all hell.
Joseph blinked as he walked by the bench in question with a raised eyebrow, looking down at the very drunk guy who seemed to be partying it up on his own. “Hey man, you doing good?” Joseph plopped himself down beside the guy to make sure things were alright at the least.











