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Abigor noticed Neeme, remembering his harmful words and harsh demeanor toward her before he walked over to join Ever and Neeme, "I hope you don't mind a third drinking buddy."

"Are you ready for the wine of Gods?" I raise the glass and smile.

Ever laughs lightly, reaching over the bar to grab an empty class.

Abigor raised his bottle in the response of toward the glass, "I believe I am.", he replied.

“Can I try?” Garroth asks kindly.

I pour some of the wine in the glass and smile as you drink it, it tasted a million times better than the drink of the Gods. "How is it?"

I pour more glasses and hand one to the Doctor. "Here."

He nods in appreciation and takes a sip.

Garroth takes a cup from under the counter and sets it in front of him.

I pour Garroth a cup and smile.

Garroth takes a couple of gulps. “This is good.” He remarks as he downs the entire thing.

I pour him another. "Thanks."

Garroth down the second glass. “Welsh thish ish intereshting.” Garroth says after completely down the second glass but he tries to walk out from behind the counter and falls face first and doesn’t get up.

I lean over the counter and look at Garroth. "Oh..."

((sorry I had to go last night))
Aviva would've replied, "No." To him and probably just watch from there

"Great, now the hoodie's wasted in two sips.", Abigor commented as he finished his third bottle. "I take it he's a lightweight then."

Garroth began snoring as he was on the floor.

Abigor walks over to the sleeping Garroth and gave him a soft kick to the side, "Hey, wake up you fool, its not even midnight yet."

All Garroth did was role over and groan then was silently sleeping on his back.

"Garroth darling, buzzed already?" cooed the angel, peeking down to see his sleeping figure.