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The Drunk Meme

Whether you're in a bar, at home, a party, someone else's place, the beach, a park or somewhere else, you're drunk. And so is the person tagging you (or are they?).

Tᴏᴜᴄʜʏ Fᴇᴇʟʏ: Inhibitions are lowered and suddenly, touching whoever is around seems like the best idea.

Pʜɪʟᴏsᴏᴘʜɪᴄᴀʟ: You know the type. Deep (or not so deep) questions that have no answer— what's our purpose in life? Better write down any answers you come up with, because you might not remember in the morning.

Hᴀᴘᴘʏ Dʀᴜɴᴋ: Everything's just so funny right now, okay.

Aɴɢsᴛ: Are you drinking to forget? Gathering the courage to tell someone the terrible news? Either way, tonight's looking pretty dreary.

Mᴇssʏ Dʀᴜɴᴋ: Maybe you shouldn't have had that last shot. Either way, you're not holding your liquor too well.

Dʀᴜɴᴋ Sᴇx: Obligatory smut option.

Hᴜɴɢᴏᴠᴇʀ: bonus round; the morning after.

Pick one or let RNG decide for you.

The fine print: There'll likely be smut. This meme shouldn't be taken as glorifying alcohol/alcohol abuse/alcoholism. Might contain triggers?

credit to: memebells @ LJ

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Not all of it. It depends on who you talk to.

[McCoy wasn’t sure how they ended up at the same bar, let alone sitting right beside each other. He preferred quieter places compared to the places the other crew members frequented on shore leave. He recognized Clara, of course. It might’ve been months but McCoy had eyes. Their interactions had been brief, at best, when she first came aboard the ship. Jim and Spock had been the ones to deal with her and the Doctor - hah - and Leonard had been content in pointing out how crazy it all was. The whole incident ended well enough, save for Clara being left stranded in a universe that wasn't her own.]

I keep a few bottles of bourbon for special occasions myself.

You have your own secret stash? Impressive.

[Clara gestured for the bartender to pour her another drink which considering how much she had already had to drink probably wasn't the best idea in the world. Before she even has time to question herself she's already downed the alcohol the barman sat down in front of her. She wasn't sure what to call the man she was talking to. Doctor would be the best bet but...it seemed strange calling someone else that name. Even if this man was actually a real Doctor. Maybe if she introduced herself properly he'd give her a clue on that department.

She runs a hand through her before holding a hand out to him. She swivels around in her bar stool to face him...which probably wasn't the best idea because she nearly completely fell off of it onto the floor of the bar. Smooth.]

I've seen you around but I don't think we've properly met. Clara.

Don't go spreading it around, I keep it secret for a reason. At least I came on my five year tour prepared.

[He feels both his eyebrows go up when she throws back her drink and downs it like it's water. He isn't entirely sober himself but Leonard's been pacing himself (mostly) so he doesn't go walking into any walls when he heads back to the ship in an hour or two. He of course reacts when she almost succeeds in falling off her barstool, a hand on her elbow to steady her before he could really think about it.]

Alright there, Clara? You should probably start taking it easy. [It comes out gruff and a little more southernly than he usually lets his voice get, thanks to the bourbon. Drink brings it out in him. Not that he can stop her from drinking how she wants but he doesn't want her walking into any walls on her way back either.] My name's McCoy... but you can call me Leonard if you want.

My lips are sealed. Trust me, if I had known I would be stuck on your ship I would have come prepared too. I'm not much of a drinker but some situations definitely call for it.

[Like this one. Thankfully Leonard's hand on her elbow definitely helps to steady her and she manages to sit herself back on the bar stool stably. Or at least as stable as she's going to get. Maybe she shouldn't have any more to drink. It might not be the best idea, not to mention embarrassing. Besides, what if the Doctor showed up just in time to see her completely out of it. That would be just like him.]

Sorry...like I said, not much of a drinker. [And yet she gestures for the barman to give her another.] Leonard? Not a name I hear very often but I like it. Leonard it is then. Where 'bouts are you from, Leonard? Can't help but notice you've got a bit of an accent there.

drinky drinky

that's fine! we'll wing it together.

sounds good to me! sorry for the delay, I've been getting over a cold

same here, sorry! work happened.

so this is even later than before. feel free to ignore.