Out of Booze || Brodie & Tabitha
Those stunning jade eyes wandered over the bottle, running around it many times as his hand seemed to act on its own and swipe it from Tabitha’s hands. His head was throw back wards as the head of the bottle was shoved onto those plush, pink, open lips.
His throat felt as if it was on fire as the horrible liquid flowed into his system like a river. Emptying the bottle without a second thought the poor mans balance went. His body seemed to work in slow motion as it tumblr back onto the floor. Sometimes Brodie truly was as stupid as some of the other grunts….considering both of the two men forgot about Brodie’s allergy to Alcohol. He would become very sick soon, and in the morning he probably wont be able to eat anything for days.
“….You’re an ass, lava cookie….” His eyes danced their way up to the man, the whited of his eyes starting to get a little red as well as his face.
Tabitha’s eyes shot open wide as Brodie fell to the floor, and his hands shot up to cover his mouth the instant he realized what had happened. Shit. Shit, shit, shit. This was a problem, oh Groudon, Tabitha just killed Brodie oh Groudon oh shit oh Groudon. Squeaking in the most manly fashion he was capable of, Tabitha dropped to his knees next to his friend, knocking the bottle off to the side before it could do any more damage.
“Shit,” he said, “oh, shit, Brodie, I—I—I’m sorry, mate, I fergot, oh shi—what–what–what do I do?”
Tabitha could not recall a time he had dealt with allergies—he didn’t have any he knew of, himself, and there had always been far more qualified people back around the Magma base to take care of any ailments—but now the halls were empty, and Tabitha didn’t know what to do. He scrambled to try and lift his friend up. “Infirm—Infirm ain’t far, Brod. It’s gonna be arright, mate, I’m gonna take care o’ ye, okay??”
“s-stop freaking out....It...It’s not helping. Plus....you...you’re hurting me.” Though with the pain he got up with his friends help. His hands shook hard and his hands clung to Tabitha with such a strong grip. He needed to get himself some help, and Tabitha was just sober enough to understand where they needed to go. You see Tabitha this is the shit you cause when drunk. This is what drugs do. This is what the 90′s warned us about! With a bit of a stumble in his steps he managed to get himself up onto his feet with a big struggle. Holding onto Tabitha like a baby monkey his sparkling jade eyes darted around a bit with shaky swiftness. His vision getting cloudy and his body losing strength. “...Here I go...” He spoke as he suddenly passed out into the other mans arms.
