( Lucky for Drift, Leonard's turned to place the bottle on the bedside table, so his sympathetic wince goes sight unseen. He hunts around for the lid and caps it. )
Well, that'll about do for shitty timing on the universe's part. You just stay right there, ( he tells him like he isn't drunk as a skunk, raiding the ensuite for a waste bin and a cool, damp cloth. The former gets placed within reach, just in case, the latter brought gently to Drift's face. )
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Well, that'll about do for shitty timing on the universe's part. You just stay right there, ( he tells him like he isn't drunk as a skunk, raiding the ensuite for a waste bin and a cool, damp cloth. The former gets placed within reach, just in case, the latter brought gently to Drift's face. )
Do you want to talk about it?