Ask Drunk Chara Novels & Stories

Ckckckck . "Ahh ... Charisa ... I miss you ...," said Anna, she bent her face, “Can you guess what she is doing now?” "Are you really asking for me? I am a man, you know...," ridiculed Yuta, then the boy laughing devil. Yuta was like a demon who fell in the midst of innocent angels like Anna and Charisa. "Hah!?" Anna didn’t understand. "If I were Hemingway's young master, I will make sure Charisa can't move now in bed, I-"

He ordered a whole bottle of the strongest liquid they had and soon after twenty minutes, he had consumed more than half of it. The bartender, a short portly man, looked at Charlie with worry in his eyes. Charlie was a regular customer of the bar and never had been this dead drunk before. As a matter of fact, Charlie took drinks that sharpened his brain and not ones that deadened it and if he wanted to take any drink at all, it wouldn’t be more than a glass or two at the most. This time around, the bartender knew he had drunk a small barrel and he wasn’t stopping anytime soon.

“Lottie, I never knew you could be so… bold when you’re drunk. We’ve known each other for years, but I’ve never seen you like this.” On the screen, the video played, showing a very drunk Charlotte clinging to Sean, her voice sweet and slightly slurred. “Sean… kiss me… come on… kiss me…” Charlotte blushed. Her face was so red it looked like she might start bleeding. She wanted to curl up and disappear. “Oh my God!” she screamed, grabbing at her hair. “This is so embarrassing! It’s a complete disaster! Delete it! Delete it right now!” She lunged for Mia’s phone.

, I said laying flat on the couch. "Well, I have to go back to the club, so I'll see you on the grand opening", he said. He turned to leave and then I pulled him back and he fell on top of me. I reached for his face and kissed him softly, he kissed me back. I love the courage I get when I'm drunk, I would have never done this on an ordinary day. I broke the kiss. "Goodnight Mason Grey", I said He was struggling with blushing. "Goodnight Charlie ", he said and then walked out of the house.

“More please.” “Are you sure? It’s a Werewolf recipe and it’s…” “Strong, yes, I know. I can handle my liquor and this is just punch, after all. Hit me again.” Nikolai quirked an eyebrow, and Akari sighed impatiently. “It’s a human expression—it means give me another one.” she poked the cup at Nikolai impatiently. “I feel like getting drunk tonight.” “In that case, Visu Punch will do the trick. But I’d go easy on that if I were you. It’s a bit potent for humans.”

I take a deep gust of air and nod gradually. "Okay, Achille. I'll try. For myself...and for the business." I agree, taking the small glass of white liquid and throw it down my throat. "What is that?" I frown placing the glass down on the counter. "Arak." The petite young women smiles from behind the bar. "Keep them coming." I order. "That's the spirit, brother. We'll do whatever it takes to get you through this. Trust me, one day, you'll look back at this moment and realize it was the beginning of something incredible."

he muttered and gently looked up at the scruffy looking guy in front of him, the guy gently bowed his head obviously for the fear of looking into his eyes, his voice was calm and seemed like he wasn’t angry at all but he knew better than to believe Charis charade of Emotions. “I didn’t think he wouldn’t die after tampering with his brake,” he replied finally looking up at charis, Charis grip on the glass cup tightened until the force pulling the glass together yielded and broke apart, shattering down in pieces to the ground, mixture of the drink and his blood flowed to the ground and he slowly looked up at the guy in front of him, his eyes bloodshot red already with his veins almost popping

His lips twitched. “You didn’t even drink what he gave you. You're one stubborn bastard, Zane.” “I wasn’t in the mood,” I said, voice hoarse. Charlie walked over, placing the towel on my dresser and grabbing the mug. He shoved it into my hands. “Here. Sip. It’ll help.” “I’m fine,” I said weakly. He crossed his arms. “Uh-huh. And I’m secretly the Crown Prince of Elfaria. Shut up and drink.”

Arthur said angrily before throwing back the next drink. If Arthur could get drunk as easily as a human, Alina would risk taking the bottle of tequila from him. But it not only takes a lot to get a werewolf drunk, but it takes a hell of a lot more to get the big guy drunk. “Okay, back up! This is not like you to call Sean a brat. What happened? What happened to “little mate,” Alina tried imitating Arthur's voice in the scruffiest voice she could muster, but it only caused Charlie to giggle from the other side of the room.

This immediately made the atmosphere in the room become awkward. Mark frowned and said to Charlie, “If you continue to drink like this, you will definitely get drunk.”