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The Drunk Meme

1. Drinking Games. You're at that special level of drunkenness where previously unimagined things start to sound like a good idea, like another drink. It's cool, I know this great game that will inevitably end with everyone involved being totally wasted. You play until... shit, what were the rules again?

2. Unsolicited Advice. Oh man, you suddenly know the solutions to all of life's mysteries. All it took to figure it all out was half a pint of whiskey! It's time to tell all your friends how to fix the problems with their personal lives, whether they want you to or not.

3. Drunk Texting. Frankly, you can't IMAGINE why anyone wouldn't want to hear about how drunk you are right now. If only you could remember where the vowels are on this tiny keyboard. Drawing inspiration from TFLN is encouraged.

4. Tell them How You Really Feel. You lost some of your less important inhibitions three or four drinks ago, and it's time to tell it how it is! Time to hunt down the person you love, or possibly the person you hate, or even just the person you don't ACTUALLY despise, and bare your heart to them in a way that you'll almost definitely regret tomorrow morning.

5. Karaoke. Shot through the heart, and you're to blame! You give love... a bad... something...

6. Terrible Ideas. This is going to be so awesome, guys. I've got the skateboard, and I'm handcuffed to Steve... is the camera rolling? And who's lighting the fireworks?

7. Flirting. While all that booze may not have enhanced your charm, it certainly did wonders for your ego! Time to find all the hottest dudes and/or chicks in this place and make them swoon before your gin-powered charisma.

8. On the Streets. What better way to follow up a good bar run than by drunkenly wandering the streets in the middle of the night? There may be loud, embarrassing singing. There may be puking in the gutter. You may be completely lost, and not sure why that police officer is speaking Italian.

9. Take Me Home Tonight. Yeah, it's time to go home but you're not going alone, time to drag someone home for a hook up. Let's just hope you can get your body to agree or don't fall asleep first

10. The Next Day. All that you took with you from last night's adventures was a blur of jumbled, confusing memories, a lampshade with googly eyes drawn on it taped to your head, and a brutal hangover. What exactly happened here? And who's that sleeping next to you?

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She grimaced at that, nodding, "Yeah." There was a reason she'd left the crossbow easily accessible, she wasn't going to let the creature get away this time, since her being caught off-guard and too slow was what had allowed it to get away in the first place.

Not that she'd challenge her brother for taking it down if he was faster on the draw than she was, which happened now and again. It was one of those not-quite serious competitions between them.

They slipped so easily from competitive to cooperative and back, and never once did they let it interfere with getting the job done. Sometimes it was fun to challenge each other, but in the end the most important part was watching each others back.

Checking his pack one last time, Hansel nodded to himself before looking back to Gretel. "Ready to go?"

She nodded, checking the angle of the sun against the road out of town before shrugging and heading off, "Going to be hot later, but we should be able to make it to the river before midday. Give us somewhere cool to rest, wait out the heat."

It probably wouldn't be too bad to keep walking through the heat of the day, but it wasn't as if they had a timetable to keep, not really, so resting up wasn't out of the question.

Hansel imitated Gretel’s motions before nodding. He definitely liked the idea of resting by the river, as the heat was far from his favourite thing, and the idea of a bath sounded really good right about then. He was actually really looking forward to heading north in general to escape the heat for a while.

Making sure they had all their gear and supplies they headed out of town.

It was easy enough to fall into a companionable silence as they walked, it was how they usually did things, really, unless they were working out plans for the next job, which did happen from time to time.

Mostly though was the silence, not needing to stop to consult maps, since the roads were well-marked on this side of the mountain.

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We'll just ignore the fact that I used two different animals in that last tag

Apparently I didn't even notice, so yes, easily ignored. :D

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