Drunk Chara Novels & Stories

"Here you are, still drinking?" "No no no... I think we're still pretty good at drinking milk... Drinking mineral water is fine..." Charlie was scared and swallowed hard. Damn it, up to that cup just now, this kid has already drunk four kilograms of wine, but still nothing, no one dares to drink with him, this is no different from wanting to die.

"Toma, want a sip of meh drink?" "Ooooh, give him some strawberry daiquiri! He'd love that! It's sweet." I growled as I heard the irresponsible Russian and my drunk fledgling. What the hell do they think they're doing?! "We get him loosen up and we'll be able to do anything," Charles giggled out. "Hahahahahaaaa~ Bet he'll be snoozing on that shelf after a full drink of this!" I heard Dmitri purr. Great, they're getting a dragon drunk- a baby dragon.

Aside from Autumn, everyone else present drank a few more glasses of wine because they were all very happy today. Charlie also drank quite a lot. The alcohol content in the Moutai wine that Albert had prepared was very high. Charlie deliberately did not use his Reiki to dissolve the alcohol in his body. Instead, he allowed the alcohol to stay in his body until he had reached a slightly drunken state. This slightly drunk feeling made him feel even happier on top of his originally happy mood. He was very happy because he felt that as long as Yolden and Autumn, the father and daughter duo, were around, his overall arrangement in his ocean shipping business in the future would be absolutely stab

she emphasized. Jaina groaned, rolling over until she was wrapped up under the blanket like a sausage roll. “ My head's pounding. Why did you let me drink that much?” “Because you said, and I quote, 'This is my healing era.’ Then you called your ex and cried for about twenty minutes before passing out afterwards.” Jaina groaned again, dropping her head back dramatically. “ Kill me now.” “No time,” Charlotte said, slipping into her heels. “I've got work, but maybe later.”

This is what she needed, she thought as the drink burned her dry throat. Thinking about what the red-headed girl said, she controlled her tears and continued to drink. "Hey, babe" A guy said as he sat on the stool next to hers. "Fuck off!" Charlotte replied half drunk. The guy dug his hand slightly into her skin and walked away. Charlotte felt like a needle had pricked her akin but ignored the slight pain as she continued drinking. Sometimes, she talked happily and the next she turned sad. Donald "I have to go Shantel" I said and her eyes dropped, not that I care though.

"Stop eating. Go and have a look." Charlie didn't stay any longer, getting up and rushing out. The two drunks were still there, taking the things on the table and throwing them everywhere. Charlie hated people who caused trouble. Without saying a word, he went over and kicked them hard in the chest. The two people were no match for him but didn't give up, standing up after falling. Charlie didn't have the patience to fight with them. He fiercely punched and kicked the drunks, which made them unable to get up again.

There could be a lot of people who might get irritated with her this habit or may accuse her of showing off her knowledge or being boring. "This is red mirata. A drink specially made for the supernatural creature. It contains 12.2% of Alcohol, which can obviously affect the werewolves of vampires. It..." She kept going on and going on while sipping her drink after every interval when she watched Theodore doing the same. She couldn't help but be happy that her plan was working. As per Liara's calculation, the drug would start working by the time they would finish their Sushi. After that, they ate Sushi with chopsticks. Liara observed how finely Theodore was eating with chopsticks and chuckled

"If it weren't for him, we wouldn't be alive. Please consider it, Charlie." After her heartfelt plea, Madame Agnes turned and walked away, leaving Charlie Sr. confused and deep in thought. After catching up with Madame Agnes, despite feeling confused, Charlie Sr. returned to his mansion where he drowned his sorrows at the bar by drinking bottle after bottle of alcohol. He chain-smoked cigarettes, his mind in turmoil. As he gulped down another glass of liquor, he muttered, "I'm sorry, but I can't handle this." He struggled to stand up and tripped, nearly falling to the ground. At that moment, Chloe walked in and found him in his drunken state.

My body is as light as a feather as I went on my way and danced in front of everyone and the royal family. The King and the townsfolk applauded after we danced for them. I could also see the prince from afar. However, I couldn't shake the feeling of familiarity as well. He has golden hair and deep blue eyes, certainly fitting a royal member and a common protagonist of cliche novels I've read. "Haaa...this is making me crazy. I'm really one of that reincarnated characters into some kind of isekai genre"

"We are exceptional warriors. In today's world, the only thing that could kill us would be a bullet to the brain. That would not allow us to have the capacity to shift, so we would die of the wound." Liv scrubbed her hands up and down her face. "I think I need a drink." Brodi was out of his chair in an instant. "Of course, Elskling. What would you like? We have tea, juice, coffee…" "Whisky," she answered flatly. Brodi cocked a brow in surprise. "Coming right up!"