[littl3chocobo]

he liked this kid, he looked finished at the second cup but kept going until a fourth before passing out face-first on the table, this time he nursed the booze in front of him instead of gulping. already the dread of the ill-omen from before was being blanketed in the soft fuzz of inebriation. he threw down his coins for the ale and stood up. with only a moment's consideration he snatched up the passed-out stranger. there was no point in letting the idiot get robbed blind simply because he picked the wrong drinking partner. as he picked the stranger up the man's coldness shocked him, it was already near eighty, a fine warm temperature. he tried not to dwell, as he passed the bar he tossed his coin for the room and ascended the stairs. he'd kick the man out after he woke