hey eitable this is continued from here.
“Yes, you are” Eita decided to respond to keep the female idol awake. They had spent the whole night partying in a club and getting drunk on purpose. As the man (and sane) between the two, Eita is in charge of sending his friend home. Hopefully in a safe condition. “I should have seen it coming.” He said to himself as he hooked the female’s arm over his shoulder, carrying her with him. “Now, wake up, and tell me your apartment password.”
“n-nuh uh-uh! i s-still know y-your name!” she looked at him with her glossy, bloodshot eyes. “it’s u-uh....” suddenly she lost her train of thought and she was staring mouth open into the street. next, she was fast asleep! gem was way past drunk, and she very well knew it, but she wasn’t one to admit defeat. although it wasn’t technically true defeat, she still knew it would lead to her being told what to do, and for that she hated it. even while drunk and she couldn’t tell you up from down, she always did her best to rebel against whoever she was with or was taking care of her. what a brat.
the sound of his voice startled her, causing her body to jump in his arm. “h-huh what!” she asked, eyes as large as a deer stuck in headlights. her eyes coming back to normal (or as normal as they could be for a person as heavily intoxicated as gem at the moment), and she looked around, only to find them at her apartment. “oh!!!! i live here!!! my h-house is here!” she exclaimed in drunken splendor, tapping the man in excited for actually remembering where she even lived at her current state.. her slurred words mixed in with hiccup and weird pauses. “9443, let’s gooooo!” she urged him happily as her mind could only think about three things right now. her couch, some food, and more alcohol.