An excellent point that he really should have thought of himself, if only he weren't so fucking sozzled. Izzy pulls himself up with a grunt and immediately braces his hand against the wall, letting out a bark of surprise.
He'd thought he was fine until exactly now. Drunk, yes, but he'd been still and sitting with the illusion that he was carrying the liquor rather well on an early morning empty stomach.
He has not.
"Oh fuck," a deep breath. No, no he's okay. He's fine, he can do this. Izzy pushes off the wall with swaying determination to follow. There's a mission, now. By God he'll manage. Probably.
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An excellent point that he really should have thought of himself, if only he weren't so fucking sozzled. Izzy pulls himself up with a grunt and immediately braces his hand against the wall, letting out a bark of surprise.
He'd thought he was fine until exactly now. Drunk, yes, but he'd been still and sitting with the illusion that he was carrying the liquor rather well on an early morning empty stomach.
He has not.
"Oh fuck," a deep breath. No, no he's okay. He's fine, he can do this. Izzy pushes off the wall with swaying determination to follow. There's a mission, now. By God he'll manage. Probably.
"You're going to ruin me."