[At least he was sitting up -somewhat- now, even if still there on the floor- and maybe snagging a piece or two of that chicken. May as well eat if Jack was just going to raid his fridge and everything.
Was enough there, he always wrapped it up in larger portions just to try and- it was something that made more sens when he was sober, honestly.
God, it was forever ago when either of them could have gotten drunk so easily before shit really kicked in.]
Keep the stars since you're sharing.
[Relaxed a little more than he was, and if he noticed anything. Well, he wasn't saying.]
[When he's drunk, here, usually it's just enough to relax. The glow, warmth, and scent is...a bit new, and he doesn't seem to notice any of it, himself. He does, however, share without protest, and may quite possibly have brought enough utensils for two.]
I'm not the host. [beat] And if we're finishing off the jug, 'mstaying over to sleep it off.
[It's a...tentative probe. He could get back to the warehouse if he wanted to, probably, but...]
Fine with me, got a couple spare bedrooms in this place, or the couch.
[Gabriel may have definitely grabbed a utensil and somehow managed to scoot himself in close enough beside Jack to eat easier. The dogs having finally gotten off him. Even if they were all sticking close.
Surrounded by dogs on his floor drinking and eating leftovers.
... Honestly? Better than the evening and night would have gone if he hadn't reached out. A lot better.]
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Was enough there, he always wrapped it up in larger portions just to try and- it was something that made more sens when he was sober, honestly.
God, it was forever ago when either of them could have gotten drunk so easily before shit really kicked in.]
Keep the stars since you're sharing.
[Relaxed a little more than he was, and if he noticed anything. Well, he wasn't saying.]
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I'm not the host. [beat] And if we're finishing off the jug, 'mstaying over to sleep it off.
[It's a...tentative probe. He could get back to the warehouse if he wanted to, probably, but...]
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Fine with me, got a couple spare bedrooms in this place, or the couch.
[Gabriel may have definitely grabbed a utensil and somehow managed to scoot himself in close enough beside Jack to eat easier. The dogs having finally gotten off him. Even if they were all sticking close.
Surrounded by dogs on his floor drinking and eating leftovers.
... Honestly? Better than the evening and night would have gone if he hadn't reached out. A lot better.]