Landon loved to drink. It was one of his favorite hobbies and ways to make the time go faster. It was why he took up a job as a bartender years ago. But the times he actually blacked out after a lot of heavy drinking could be counted with just one hand. He was no alcoholic, he wasn't addicted to the liquor. He really just loved to drink and socialize. The first time he blacked out was back in university, where he woke up with drawings on his face. Ah, the young and immature days. He couldn't remember the rest of his black outs after that, but was just glad he didn't wake up with a drawing of a penis on his forehead or his cheek.
Right now, Landon was feeling very fine on the floor, but as Madison enumerated the things she was offering to him, a ridiculous smile appeared on his face with his eyes closed. Not to mention the way her finger was drawing circles on the palm of his hand. That one he could feel. "All of the above," he muttered. "How about that massage too?"
It was funny how he was able to remember that conversation he had with Madison a couple of days ago, given his state right now. But he was immediately reminded of it with the way her finger was on his hand. His hand even twitched, but it lay flat on the floor while she continued to do what she did. He wasn't even aware she was on top of him as he had his eyes closed and she wasn't really cutting off his air circulation. She felt light as a feather. That, or maybe he really was just too drunk to notice.
"Madisooooonnnnn," he.. well, it was a cross between a whine and something like a moan when a person would be stretching. "You're so diiiirrrttyyyy."