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Makoto’s certain that the guy had very little to drink… and yet here Sousuke is, his arm slung haplessly over Makoto’s shoulder as he stumbles over his own two feet every few steps. Makoto is glad that he did end up relenting to spend the night out with friends tonight – otherwise, he’s not sure who would’ve been able to lug someone as heavy as Sousuke home on their own.

His apartment isn’t so far from Makoto’s own, so it isn’t too much of a hassle, really.

Only, Sousuke has become increasingly talkative and less cooperative during their tedious walk home. On top of that, he’s deeply rooted in the false assumption that Rin – who has been training thousands of miles away for literally the past year – is the one currently helping him home.

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No, but seriously, when Jared gets drunk, he’s moving around a lot, he doesn’t seem to know what to do with his hands, he’s constantly reiterating words he doesn’t think anyone catches, he giggles a lot, he pauses many times and does a lot of ‘uh’ and 'um’ like he can’t really get his brain to keep up with his mouth, and he gets rosy cheeks and this sort of vacant look on his face.

Jared is such a happy drunk.