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Perhaps he went a bit overboard this time around; not that he particularly cared. His tongue felt a bit numb and his steps weren’t too steady, but his thoughts were clear and beautiful. He absolutely loved being drunk, loved how he could think clearly and feel truly like himself - he just wished his body caught up with his mind and acted accordingly.
“ To thine own self be true, and it must follow, as the night the day, thou canst not then be false to any man.”
The words came awkwardly from his lips, s’s a bit lisped and some words slower than others - but the general thought was solid. He had in his mind Shakespeare and thus the poet came forth. A snort left him a moment later, and Sunggyu turned his gaze down towards a couple walking past him, hands clasped tightly together but faces buried in their phones.
“Is this what relationships have come to?” he laughed, a bit too loudly at that. “I give this another week before one of you ends up getting bored of the other.”
....The slap to the face might not have been entirely worth it, actually. His mind rand wild with thoughts, clear as day - but as he said, his body couldn’t really keep up, and that included his tongue.
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