Post by Phugsius Charadus on Jul 24, 2009 7:08:05 GMT -5
Phugsius stumbled into the common room completely sloshed, wasted, NOT SOBER around one in the morning. Some how the twelve year old Slytherin had gained access to booze. The boy didn't even know how he managed to get drunk himself. He stumbled through the common room until he reached the couch which he just sort of fell onto over the arm rest. With half his body on the couch and half his body off of it his legs buckled and he swung back onto the floor instead of the couch which was his original plan. Phugsius just lied there in a daze staring up into the dimly lit common room with a silly grin on his face. Muttering to himself. To some people it may have looked like someone had hit him with one to many stupefy spells. Somehow he hadn't been seen by anyone patrolling the halls be sheer luck. Phugsius tried to sit up and failed miserably... He had fallen and could not get up.
Rioku had been buried in her book in one of the armchairs when the common room door had opened. Somewhere around midnight she had woken, been unable to go back to sleep, and was now taking the oppurtinity to finish her latest adventure story.
Her brows arched in query, she watched Phugsius stagger, then fall into the floor. She could smell the booze on his breath when he'd walked past. Rioku shut the book as quietly as she could, set it on the nearest table, and stared again. "Wingardium Leviosa," she mumbled, raising the first year off the ground and directing him towards the couch.
With another flick of her wrist, she canceled the spell and let the first drop onto the couch. She wanted to light another lamp, but she knew drunks tended to be light sensitive. "How...how did you even get ahold of booze?" Rioku whispered, staring at him in disbelief. How. That was certainly a good question. When she was twelve, she wasn't sure if she even knew what booze was.
Post by Phugsius Charadus on Jul 24, 2009 14:02:08 GMT -5
Phugsius lie on his side with his eyes closed. "I accidently the zombies" he smiled. The boy started chuckling to himself quietly, "I accidently the vampire". He then started almost turned from chuckle to drunken laugh, "I accidently all our point". His chuckling slowly came a stop and he started breathing deeply. "The vampires my family......, my friends......., my whole life!" With that he started sobbing his his body curled up into a ball his arm burying his face in the couch. "Please, I just want to stop" The boys sobbing grew more and more desperate. He continued sobbing heavily for another ten minutes. "I'm sorry, I just lost everything" he mumbled into the couch. His head had been spinning, he couldn't remember the last thing he said, his face was wet, and someone was there with him to watch him embarrass himself.
He was making absolutely no sense. Rioku shook her head and listened to him ramble, his senseless chuckles. Stupid kid. Then...he started ranting something that actual made some sort of sense.
The boy was embarrassed, it didn't take a genius to figure that out. Carefully, Rioku sat down on the arm of the couch. "Stop what?" she asked softly, her brows drawn together in a furrow. She was confused. Maybe he knew what he was saying, maybe not. But still...she could try to get something out of him.
"Get up. You're fine." Rioku didn't know if he was talking to her some hallucination. He was drunk. For all she knew he'd been doing drugs too. Rioku didn't know, nor did she care.
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