Feb 28, 2014
Marcel?
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Marcel?
The blond boy stumbled over towards someone he didn't know, his vision too blurred by the alcohol in his system to really catch detail in their face. But there was someone there, and Niall was drunk, and sadly he tended to be quite vocal when he was drunk. "You," He pointed to the stranger before him, though if they knew each other he wouldn't have been able to tell. "I need t' get t' th' Lincoln Hotel." His speech was slurred and he knew without help, he'd never get to his hotel.
Marcel looked around as he stood outside the club, taking a drag from his cigarette as he tried to calm the headache that was brimming from the noise. Hearing some random person that smelled drunk off their rocker talk to him, a groan escapes his lips till her turned and faced the male. "Lucky for you I'm staying there and know where it is." He mused out. "Do you need help so you don't fall on your face?" He asks the male, chuckling as he notices how drunk the male is.