When I was newly eighteen, I allowed myself to "let loose" and see what Hanamura had to offer. I was always studious and controlled, I had never been drunk or had more than one glass of saké at appropriate times. That changed, that night. I do not remember most of it, but I woke up with my mouth tasting only of cotton and a headache that did not stop for two days. People referred to me by my first name for weeks to come, remembering, apparently, my joyous night on the town and they all remembered one thing: I had a drunken quest to find the best saké Hanamura had to offer.
Only I did not remember if I had succeeded in my goal. I only remember cotton and a dozen pounding ninjas in my head.
I have not yet found the best saké this place has to offer, and if the world is going to end, I plan to do that this evening. But I will not lose control this evening, and I am as prepared as I will get for an attack. Should others wish to join me, you are welcome.
Alternatively, you may tell me your best first-time drinking stories here.
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