The beet-red face, the staggering around, the bedroom jokes... it was all starting to come together.

"...You're drunk, aren't you?"

"I hate you," Sasha replied. He started to tear up. "I hate you... so... much..."

"Yeah, I know."

Sasha started sobbing into Aren's shoulder. Slowly, he brought his arms around the drunk mage and patted him on the back. It was awkward, it was gross, and also really awkward. Hopefully, Aren thought, neither of them would remember this tomorrow. #pirateoc #boy