Okay--too drunk for dick jokes. [ Groaned, both from all the ruing and the effort of making sure they don't topple over. Quentin's cheeks puff up with a sigh, palm braces Curly's belly as he throws a look around. Honestly, he expected a little bit of a different scene. A party, or at least a crowd angled more decisively towards the guy that everyone seems to be avoiding. For Curly to be this sauced, shouldn't there be an occasion. ]
Hey, does he have a tab open? Can I get like a--do you have bottled water? [ Something to focus on as much as a balm for his stomach. He reaches for the lukewarm nothing-brand battle clumsily, shakes it under Curly's nose. ] Let's go, man. I got you, just keep one foot in front of the other, little sips.
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Okay--too drunk for dick jokes. [ Groaned, both from all the ruing and the effort of making sure they don't topple over. Quentin's cheeks puff up with a sigh, palm braces Curly's belly as he throws a look around. Honestly, he expected a little bit of a different scene. A party, or at least a crowd angled more decisively towards the guy that everyone seems to be avoiding. For Curly to be this sauced, shouldn't there be an occasion. ]
Hey, does he have a tab open? Can I get like a--do you have bottled water? [ Something to focus on as much as a balm for his stomach. He reaches for the lukewarm nothing-brand battle clumsily, shakes it under Curly's nose. ] Let's go, man. I got you, just keep one foot in front of the other, little sips.
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