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I say and the spider starts laughing as his men look at me in shock. "I knew you were fast, but this..." He starts clapping. "What makes you think we need him? You can kill him for all we care. Your only two if you still count your boy toy against us. What are the odds of winning?" He taunts with a smirk as I glance behind at Jayden for a microsecond. He winks and I suddenly understand what he means. I look back at the Spider who takes out a gun. I let my knife slit across the man's neck just as I hear Jayden fighting off the man holding him. The men start running towards me as the Spider talks something hastily into his earpiece.

Oblivious to the machinations of fate, he returned a few moments later, eager to get done with his drink and see Lotus. Cradling the glass to his lips, he tipped it slightly, allowing the amber liquid to meet his tongue. A sharp, unfamiliar taste hit his palate, causing his brow to furrow in confusion. Panic set in as realization dawned upon him – his drink had been spiked. It was too late; he had already finished it. His vision blurred, his unsteady legs barely supporting his intoxicated body as he stumbled towards the restroom once again, his mind racing to comprehend the situation. The world spun around him, morphing into a hazy spectacle.

I won’t remember any of it anyway, thanks to the blackouts. With that, I downed one shot right after the other. I should probably consider myself an alcoholic, with how easy I can sway myself. Like a gust of wind and suddenly my sanity is gone. It didn’t even take long, and the room has started spinning. I should probably find Mr Stark before I do something irrational. Did I mention I’m a lightweight? My knees give out as soon as I slid off the chair. I laughed at myself as I got back up with the help of the chair.

Ignoring the possibility that maybe the stressors of life had finally made me crack, I was pretty damn sure I wasn't the type of girl to hallucinate. I didn't drink any of the offers men had tried to give me before my last set, and I was laying off smoking Irrwurz because it was just too expensive a habit of keeping. And, if Drunko's drink had been laced with something strong enough to affect me through my eyes—like Concubus' Kiss or drider venom—then he would have overdosed long before he'd gotten belligerent. So, no to being drugged then...

Yes, іt’ѕ an escape, аnd аdmіttеdlу I don’t uѕе thоѕе to dеаl with life аnуmоrе, but I ѕоrt of wish I соuld. Unfоrtunаtеlу, muсh lіkе Robert Downey Junior in Irоn Mаn, mу fіrѕt drіnk аlwауѕ ѕееmѕ tо bring оn twеntу mоrе аnd a set of handcuffs. I саn’t dо thаt ѕhіt thеѕе dауѕ.

he grins and hands me a glass of juice. I didn't want to take it but I know he'll be pissed if I didn't. I took the drink and was still contemplating if I should drink it or not. He comes closer to me and slides his fingers into my pussy, I am not wearing any pants, so his fingers are damp from my still-wet pussy "Hurry up and drink it, or I'm going to fuck you again," he says. I quickly drink up the juice and gave him back the cup. My head starts spinning immediately, and my vision blurs until everything turns black.

However, when Samael saw a large swath of the enemies had climbed up from the bottom of the cliff, the endless madness that drove his mind after being injected with Red Spider was actually calmed down. The scene made Tyr feel a little surprised because he was under the impression that, once a person had been injected with Red Spider, that person would lose his sanity and turn into a monster. After the drug’s effect had passed, typically, the body strength of that person would be fully drained. It would also leave them with severe sequelae.

I’m then handed a glass of Moscato by Spin, and Jonny takes the glass and sniffs it before handing it back to me. “Don’t worry, that’ll just put her to sleep”, Spin jokes. Neither Jonny nor I find it funny, since the last time I got drunk I tried to kill Spin, literally! Oddly enough, I do feel sluggish after dinner, and I’m carried off to bed by Spin in my half-asleep state.

Truth be told, she hated the way it stung, but she still drank as much as she could to get as drunk as possible. The effect of the drink didn't hit her as she drank it. It was when she was done and sat for a while that it finally hit her. She felt exhilarated, on top of the world, and unstoppable. She stood up from her seat and made her way to the crowd. Wendy was too drunk to stop her and Peter was too busy to notice. She danced randomly, even with her head spinning. "You don't seem like you know how to do that" A young man said concerning her dancing.

IT! I jumped from my seat, spilling my shots on myself and the table. The bar is quiet. I am growling and so is Leon. “We have to find her!!” I stormed out of the bar, stumbling as I am intoxicated, but also enraged. It takes a lot for a werewolf to get drunk, and my constant drinking has made my tolerance extremely high. But when we get shipments of alcohol to this bar, they are altered to make the same great tasting liquor easier to get werewolves drunk.