<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong><span class="bbc_u">On the Rocks</span></strong></span></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/siPDgO7.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Albion<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>April 14th, 2021, 9 PM~<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>"Deadline" All-Day Diner -> Albion's Flat<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Nerissa<br/><strong>EXTRA:</strong>Time to get home -> And get drunk again!<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>As pictured, partially loose, minus tie<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"It's like you have no faith in me at all... But maybe you're right, I've wasted three years of my life keeping my friend strictly in the friend zone... That she's waited all this time for me is nothing short of a miracle." Albion mumbled quietly, hanging upon Nerissa's shoulder as he shuffled along. His head was beginning to ache a bit, but that was probably just getting off of the alcohol too soon. This woman had been such a kind, friendly thing, which was quite rare compared to the usual bawdy or otherwise classy company he tended to rent.<br/><br/>At being told he was going in the wrong direction, he uttered a quiet "Oops..." before letting Nerissa steer them back on the right path. He didn't even remember telling her where he lived, but then he didn't remember a lot of things that happened this evening. It was entirely possible he told her earlier in the hopes of getting her to come back. The one thing he was hopeful for was that Nerissa wouldn't have to see this. She seemed to want him to stop doing this... But old habits took their sweet time dying.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>What would he do without this woman? No doubt he would wake up in a gutter the following morning, hung over and in severe pain, but she had not only guided him home but safely into his apartment without incident. "Sweetie, you are a life saver..." He smiled, shambling through the hallway as she guided him to his kitchen. The sink ran for a moment, and when he was prompted to drink, he realized she'd served him plain tap water. It was going to wash his system out but it wouldn't help him forget anything...<br/><br/>Once she  left the kitchen, he shook his head and emptied the glass in the sink before he stood up, fumbling around with his cabinets until he found the one that held his alcohol stores.  Honestly he couldn't read what half of these labels were, he just knew he put the lightest stuff in the front and the heavier stuff in the back... Or something like that. It at least sounded reasonable. He grabbed the first bottle, unscrewing the top and taking a whiff... Before he shrugged and began to tip the drink back.<br/><br/>The drink was fairly warm going down despite the cool feel of the glass, but already it was working wonders: He could feel his head wanting to act up, and a lot of the bad memories that wanted to surface just seemed to wash away. An exaggerated sigh of relief escaped his lips as he set the bottle on the counter, smiling. Nerissa calling out to him to ask for him to change clothes as he hummed.<br/><br/>"Mmm, you move fast... Just how I like my ladies~" That familiar, jovial voice returned, as Albion advanced upon Nerissa. "If you wanted me naked, you just had to say so..." He smiled, slowly taking off his blazer before casting it carelessly over her shoulder. "How about we- Wait for it...<em>Both</em>undress...?" He asked with a grin.