[How could alcohol have betrayed him like this?! He takes a long pull of his water glass, close to draining it, before he hands it off clumsily.]
Lan Zhan...
[He gives a sigh of relief when the lights go out, and lets himself be led into Lan Zhan's lap, grateful for the cool tile, even if it's hard an unyielding. And the gentle hands in his hair are calming, a balm to his pounding headache.]
M'sorry...
[He curls in on himself, just a bit smaller, his hand reaching up to grasp the hem of Lan Zhan's robe and holds on.]
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Lan Zhan...
[He gives a sigh of relief when the lights go out, and lets himself be led into Lan Zhan's lap, grateful for the cool tile, even if it's hard an unyielding. And the gentle hands in his hair are calming, a balm to his pounding headache.]
M'sorry...
[He curls in on himself, just a bit smaller, his hand reaching up to grasp the hem of Lan Zhan's robe and holds on.]