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Timothy Drake (doyouevenlift) wrote in gooseberry,

Chris smiles at Cecil. Cecil's a good guy - he's so calm and shit. It's almost soothing. Chris gasps when Cecil pulls the water bottle out of his coat. "What?" He exclaims, reaching for it. "How did it get there? I swear I put it right beside me - you're like a fucking wizard!" Chris is not too drunk that he does not notice the hilarious joke he just made. It's okay Cecil - Chris is gonna laugh at it enough for the both of you.

He opens the bottle, takes a healthy long drink before recapping it and laying back down. He props his head up on Cecil's lap because is that not why Cecil chose to sit here? So Chris could have a convenient pillow? "It's going great," he tells Cecil, clasping his fingers over his chest. "How's it going for you? You enjoying yourself? You're kinda sober, and outside of all of -" he waved his hand vaguely, "-this. You probably got a lotta pressures going on - how do you manage that without turning to alcohol?"