#archerkat

With Kat sagging uselessly in his arms, Romar sighed. "I'm officially banning you from drinking anything but water and orange juice." The words were ground out between clenched teeth, and Mar's breath was coming out in harsh pants. Could Kat even hear him in her unconscious state? The thought of her not being able to hear him pissed him off more, so much so that he rudely asked somebody walking past where the hell her room was. His anger wasnt directed only at Kat. It was split between Narfi, Vali, and Loki, and Nora's inner demons too. He was tired of all the immature children here at TSI running around thinking they knew what was best for themselves. 

Mar found Kat's door and pushed it open. Only after turning around to turn on the lights did he notice a girl following him. Other than nodding her way though, he ignored her, instead placing Kat on her bed and searching around for a pen and paper. 

Biting the cap off the pen, Mar wrote in sloppy letters on the paper:

Dear Kat,

You clearly cannot control yourself when under the influence of alcohol, so I'm officially putting you on probation from it. Water and juice, that's all you can have.

Yes this is official. Yes I will be telling everyone else. 

Please keep in mind that this is for your safety. I would be doing this same thing to my daughter if she had lived long enough.

--Best Regards, Romar