@forfcit 🖤’d for a starter.
tristan usually avoided drinking --- stepping stones and all that. given his past, it was easily a slippery slope, same as marijuana, but it was new years! the whole point of it was to get drunk and enjoy yourself, and he was home, so what did he have to worry about? brooke loved him, and their family was around, nothing too bad could happen. though to say he was wasted was an understatement, he could feel his spine basically meld with the mattress, blown pupils fixed on the ceiling of what used to be his uncle’s bedroom. “baby, d’you ever think like --- d’you ever think about how things are consumed on like a global scale? like, how many people got wasted tonight? or are like... gettin’ wasted right now... or are like, talkin’ to their girlfriends or their wives or whatever in their grandparent’s house about how things are globally consumed?”