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There's a difference between being drunk and tellin' everyone you're drunk.

When ya do that, people will do this stupid thing called 'worry' and will want to make sure you're not dancin' naked or something else stupid.

I wasn't planning on telling people. I... [What was his reasoning? Damn.] Look, I'm drunk.

So you're worrying, eh?

[Stares at him.] No shit, you're drunk.

[Shakes her head.] More like I'm tryin' ta keep the world from being taken over by a drunk man like you.

Can't even get the world to stop spinning, darling, so I think you don't have to worry about that.

[He rubs his eyes and sighs.]

See a bottle anywhere?

[Rolls her eyes.] Don't call me, 'darling'. Not one for pet names.

[Looks around, she doesn't seem to see any around.] None, but if there was one, I'm taking it.

Sorry. Jus' feels weird, calling you Rogue. [Mind to mouth filter is even less present than usual, so he just says it as he feels it.]

Why, you thirsty too?

It's my name, get used ta callin' me that.

[Shrugs] Maybe I am or not. Why were ya drinkin' ta begin with?

Reckon I don't have that much room to talk, anyway. I'll get used to it.

Er. I was thirsty? [He doesn't bother or maybe just doesn't manage to make it sound believable.]

It happens. I just usually don't get the bright idea to inform the world of it.

Ya can talk, not stopin' ya from doing that.

[Rolls her eyes at him.] Never a bright idea to have a phone around when you're knockin' a few back. Is your girlfriend comin' here?

No. We're fighting. [He frowns and stares at the phone for a moment or two before shrugging.] I think.

You think? [Shakes her head] Congrats on doing that.

It's not my fault! I don't actually sit around all day thinking up ways to fuck thinks up more for me, it just happens.

No one does, but it happens allot more when you're drunk.

Give it a few days then attempt ta make things right.

I didn't do anything wrong. Actually.

Is that so hard to believe? Damn, this room needs to stop moving.

By being drunk, ya messed up. If you two were drunk together, that would be another story.

Close your eyes, lean back and let me find you water.

I don't think there's a rule about not getting drunk alone. Should be a rule about using the phone, though.

[Even as he mutters that, he does as told, since it seems like a good idea given what the room is doing.]

There's a rule about both.

[She gets up to start looking around for a bottle of water. Or a water dispenser.]

Alright, where do you keep the water or cups or whatever.

Upstairs. But you can't go there.

[He shakes his head.]

You really can't. Sorry.

[She raises an eyebrow at him, not that he can see it.]

Fine with me. I'll be back, don't do anything stupid while I'm gone.

[How much trouble could he possibly get into in the three minutes she's gone? She knows there's a corner store that sells water bottles. She grabs two and heads back.]

[In theory, into a lot of it. As it is, however, he's too busy staring at the ceiling and beating himself up in his mind to do much more than that, especially within that short amount of time.]

I think maybe we're not fighting yet. [By way of greeting.] How are you?

[Rolls her eyes, coming back to sit down next to him and hands him a bottle of water.] Keep talking to her while you're drunk and you will be fighting.

Don't change the topic and drink your water. [Translation: yes, but I don't wanna talk about it.]

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Do you remember what we talked about? At the coffee shop?

[He opens the bottle after sitting up slowly, taking a slow sip.]

Getting too much, I reckon.

We talked about a lot of things, which one do ya wanna revisit?

[But he's drinking water, that'll help sober him up.]

None of it. Ever. I'll never talk again.

[Said in a sinister enough tone to be comical.]

Better you talk about yourself.

Uh-huh. [When did Sirius turn into being a drama queen? He could give Kitty a run for her money.]

Already told ya what ya needed ta know. That was it. So...[Leans back against the counter.] we'll be stuck here, sittin' in silence if that's what you want.

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