Post by Kili on Apr 22, 2013 22:57:37 GMT -5
Kili had never needed a drink quite as badly as he needed one now. he had a son, a bouncing, loveable baby boy who had become half of his heart in only a short few months, he had a stunning wife who was the most glorious woman he had ever met. In mind, body and spirit mind you, and he had almost lost her. Orcs an entire pack of them had taken her, stolen her from him and had damn near killed her. It had taken her weeks to recover and only now was she able to maneuver with little pain. She had finally told him to get out and stop fawning over her. Kili had not thought twice about attending the bar.
After his third shot of whiskey he finally felt the tension beginning to leave him, all of the anxiety and worry he had accumulated over the last several weeks. His life was slowly returning back to normal and hopefully, no other dramatics would try to tear him from his wife. God how he loved her. He took the fourth shot without a sound and reclined backwards with a satisfied groan. he had needed these last few hours to himself. He had needed them horribly.
Onyx eyes watched the patrons come and go, he ordered shots, eating whatever food they bought him. Coin he had accumulated at the beginning of the eve and told them to keep the drinks (and the food) coming until he begged for it to stop. he was a damned dwarf after all, sometimes, he just needed to get drunk, and this seemed a good a place as any to do so.
After his third shot of whiskey he finally felt the tension beginning to leave him, all of the anxiety and worry he had accumulated over the last several weeks. His life was slowly returning back to normal and hopefully, no other dramatics would try to tear him from his wife. God how he loved her. He took the fourth shot without a sound and reclined backwards with a satisfied groan. he had needed these last few hours to himself. He had needed them horribly.
Onyx eyes watched the patrons come and go, he ordered shots, eating whatever food they bought him. Coin he had accumulated at the beginning of the eve and told them to keep the drinks (and the food) coming until he begged for it to stop. he was a damned dwarf after all, sometimes, he just needed to get drunk, and this seemed a good a place as any to do so.
