Ask Drunk Chara Novels & Stories

Charlie must have seen my confused face as he leant over and whispered, “If you’ve done what they say, you have to have a drink.” I nodded at him. “Never have I ever…...had sex outside,” Charlie said. I was rather surprised to see quite a few people take a drink, Percy included. I suddenly realised everyone was looking at me. “What? I haven’t even had sex,” I said in a slight panic. “That’s good to know,” Charlie said while patting me on the shoulder, but it’s your turn to say something.” I felt my cheeks light up on fire, and I quickly looked down at the carpet. Not before I saw Percy smirk though.

Charlotte gritted, pushing his hand away and causing the drink to spill onto the floor. "Bitch," Lucas growled, his temper flaring as he jerked her hair when she resisted his offer of a drink. "You'll do as I say, bitch, or I'll deal with you," he thundered, his eyes burning with fury. In fear, Charlotte stuttered, her heart pounding as she saw the anger in his eyes. "Here, take it now and drink up," Lucas demanded, his voice commanding. Scared and unsure of how to escape the situation, Charlotte reluctantly took the glass from him and emptied its contents. She realized that perhaps being tipsy would make it easier for her to endure the next few minutes of conversation, just so Lucas would l

I smiled at them, “Planning to get drunk until you pass out?” The two smiled at me and answered, “If you would join us.” Charlie asked the bartender to make a drink for me and coaxed me, “C’mon have some fun, alpha. There is no need to be all serious 24/7.” Being drunk with them looked better than dancing with the girls I couldn’t tell apart from each other. Thus, I took the glass Charlie thrust in my hand and I took a sip. My trick seemed to have worked as the girls didn't approach me. I looked around to see Raine who raised a glass at me.

Ugh, she’s drunk and all over me. “Hey slow down Charlie, I think you’ve had too many drinks for the night,” I smile at her. “You can’t tell me what to do, you’re not the boss of me,” she rolls her eyes. “Leave this stupid teenager, we have a mission to accomplish !”Koko growls. “Relax Koko, I can’t make it obvious,” I remind her and she calms down. “Charlie, I'm going to get you some water, okay?”

Charlie said, her brow furrowing, and then looked at me. I stared blankly back at her. “What?” Her eyes widened, and she reeled toward Laina. “You haven’t had a drink in months.” Laina shrugged one shoulder and fixed her eyes on the pasta sauce. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.” “No, no. Don’t play coy with me. It’s true.” Charlie pursed her lips thoughtfully. “You already had your own drink the last time we came for dinner here. And you didn’t drink at Ascension the night of Rick’s second race. And now you’re not partaking in wine. You love wine.”

Charlie pointed to the Gas station and Valaria did as he suggested, right now she was really missing Amber, Charlie couldn’t drive and Lucy had an injured ankle from jumping out of her boyfriends truck after Tyrone’s funeral, plus Amber knew how to calm any situation. Amber placed her empty glass on the tray beside her and spoke with slightly slurred words, “So, you’re tellin’ me, this Whole place, was imported from Rome?” Juliette couldn’t help but chuckle at the intoxicated Wolf who after asking her question passed out, “I take it this one does not often drink?” “You would be right in that assumption,” Stacy replied, “Me on the other hand could do with another,” Stacy shook her glass at th

Behind them, was a large bowl containing a coloured liquid, from which a few drank from, while others danced staggeringly. “What a surprise to have the Alpha's daughter in our midst”, an average-heighted guy approached her. He had spiky hair and several piercings—on both ears and his nose. He wore a baggy top without sleeves that revealed tattoos on both arms. Diane managed a smile as he gestured to take off her jacket. “I'm Charlie, the host”, he introduced, with a smile that revealed his braced teeth.

It bothers me and I don’t relax until I see them in the dining hall at lunch. My meeting had run late and the hall was nearly empty. I had mind-linked Devin to see if he was available to eat together. He is waiting for me at the head table. When Zak and Charlie walk in, they are hand-in-hand. They look relaxed and...are they drunk? Charlie’s cheeks are red and Zak’s typical upright carriage is loose and swaying. It’s 1:00. How are they this wasted? It takes a lot for a werewolf to get drunk. The Oracle’s alcohol must be 200 proof. What happened?

He poured two glasses without meeting my eyes and shoved one into my hand. I took it, rolled the glass between my fingers, then took a slow sip. If I was gonna explain any of this, I'd need the help. Fuck my life. ⸻ Charlie leaned back into the couch, swirling his drink lazily. His cheeks were flushed, and I knew I probably looked just as tipsy—just enough to loosen the jaw and the chest, not quite enough to fall over. "Okay," he said finally, voice a bit slower now. "So he's not like the omegas we've heard about, but what do you see in him?"

She looked at him in extreme embarrassment and said, "I, I think I was drunk, Mr. Romero." Yes! She got drunk! Got drunk and lost consciousness! She didn't mean it on purpose! Leandro looked at her, his eyebrows raised slightly, seeming somewhat skeptical, "Is that so?" In order to prove that she was "drunk," Charlotte grabbed the other person's hand and touched it to her cheek, saying, "Feel it, it's hot." Leandro looked at the hand that was pulled up and fell onto his cheek, his dark eyes moved slightly, and he lightly brushed his cheek with his thumb, "Hmm, it does feel a bit hot."