@mandalevelsup asked: 6. "You really... That's not exactly meant to be eaten." Pairing of your choice. Happy DA Drunk Prompt friday!
herah looked over at sera, watching her slowly sink into the chair she had been positioned in for wicked grace. while sera may have spoken about being able to hold her alcohol, the qunari was fairly certain she had never ingested this much in her life.
not to mention, she was fairly certain that elves didn’t have the same tolerance as humans depending on the elf in question.
herah continued to watch sera out of the corner of her eye throughout the game and she was fairly certain that she was the only one who noticed the elf practically melting onto the floor.
it took too long for people to disband, and, once they did, she slipped under the table with sera, her horns momentarily hooking onto the wooden edge.
“hey, buckles!” the elf’s voice slurred around the words, and herah almost started giggling. “did you win?”
“yes, honey, i did.” the qunari pushed a chair aside to easily lay on the floor next to her girlfriend, smiling up at her. “how many drinks have you had?”
“not enough.” sera’s laughter echoed through the room, and a part of herah started worrying a bit more. “friggin’ varric wouldn’t give me anymore.”
“that’s a good thing, you know.”
“pfffft, that’s what he said, too!” she hiccuped. “but i got this off stitches earlier! or whatever his name is.” sera picked up the poultice that had been laying on the ground behind her back. she unwrapped it slightly and took a bite out of it as if the salve as if it were some kind of spread that could be eaten on it’s own.
herah couldn’t help but stare with wide eyes and a slightly slack jaw.
“you...know that’s not meant to be eaten, right?”
the inquisitor quickly realized that a drunken sera didn’t really give a shit.