[ Everything's spinning — has she had only one beer by this point, or did she go back for a refill? It had sounded like a good idea at the time, just a quick pint of something extra-frosty, and while she can't exactly pound them back like Curt she's definitely been able to hold her liquor better than this, but it had never even occurred to her to check the alcohol percentage or even ask the people serving drafts if this was some sort of super-strong lager.
She doesn't realize she's touching someone rather than the bench in question when she vaguely senses movement beneath her fingers — her eyes are still closed, trying to steady herself or maybe keep the world upright in her vision, but eventually she blinks them open to study the person she's plunked herself down next to, a giggle unexpectedly rising up in her throat before a grin splits her face. ]
Oh! I, uh — alright's kinda relative, isn't it? [ Is she slurring her words? That's not a very good first impression, and Dana presses her lips together to try and affect a more serious face as she puts her hand back in her lap, the other one loosely grasping onto her cup of beer. ] I seem to be a leetle under the influence right now.
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She doesn't realize she's touching someone rather than the bench in question when she vaguely senses movement beneath her fingers — her eyes are still closed, trying to steady herself or maybe keep the world upright in her vision, but eventually she blinks them open to study the person she's plunked herself down next to, a giggle unexpectedly rising up in her throat before a grin splits her face. ]
Oh! I, uh — alright's kinda relative, isn't it? [ Is she slurring her words? That's not a very good first impression, and Dana presses her lips together to try and affect a more serious face as she puts her hand back in her lap, the other one loosely grasping onto her cup of beer. ] I seem to be a leetle under the influence right now.