Drunk Tio Novels & Stories

I walk into one of the receiving rooms that had been transformed into a recreational room. “Here you deserve this, for all the shit you have been through.” Tobias is standing there holding out a drink. My nose twitches and I recognize the scent as rum. A favorite liquor around here. I take it and without thought, down it. I’m not a drinker but I feel like I could surely do with one right now to take the edge off a little. I hold my glass out and Tobias picks up a bottle from behind the bar and fills it again. I down that one too.

I can't believe this," Fiorella gasps. "Sh*t!" A cry escapes her lips but she covers her mouth to suppress it. *** Tito enters into the Mansion, it's luxurious and beautiful but weirdly he lives alone with his maids and guards around the house, though he doesn't move with guards around, he needs security when he's slightly defenceless, his maids are not just maids but also his sex toys. Tito walks to his bar and drinks from a bottle of vodka, he takes whiskey and does a combination of both, he gulps down the whole content down and frowns.

"I called you here to discuss us." I had ordered a small starter, nachos with cheese and avocado, because I couldn't drink on an empty stomach. The food was good, but I barely tasted it. Across from me, Liam finished the last of his whisky and set the glass down with quietness. His full attention settled on me. I could already see the shift in him, the slight tension in his shoulders, the way his expression cooled into something closer to anger and restraint. "I figured," he said, his voice flat.

“A hundred shots. Each one contains a different game clip highlight. Once you drink it, you’d be able to see the highlight, but the side effects are horrible. At best, you’d get a terrible hangover for the next twelve hours. At worst, you could lose your mind and life. Do you want to back out?” Zen gulped when he saw the drinks lined up. He started to question his body’s alcohol tolerance level, but he didn’t want to back out now that he came so far. He really needed information, so Zen toughened up. After paying for the drinks, all hundred of them, Zen asked for the first drink. “Which one belongs to rank 100?” Vera raised a brow. “You’re not starting with rank 1? You might not be able to f

These men were not let known of who the enemy was, what they looked like, no - they didn't have enough time to do so. A smile comes across Seth's face, red forming on his cheeks as if he actually drank something beforehand. "Who are you?" The dominant one of their small little two-man group asks Seth, gun pointing to him, finger pressed against the side of his gun as is customary as to not accidentally shoot someone innocent. "What's a drunk like you doing out in the middle of the woods?" Seth pressed his lips together, part of his body going limp as he begins to make exaggerated movements while he speaks, "Why are you fucks in my fucking..." he slurs, pausing for a moment, "...fucking town.

he couldn´t even read and understand a normal English word and that was cue that he had taken too long without hitting the club. in his private room, he drank glass after glass, he thought that if he was drunk, his conscience wouldn´t judge the women´s bodies or compare them to Cynthia. ¨man, you have to chill, this liquor isn´t going to help¨, Tom said and Drake stared at him as if he had grown horns. ¨since when do you see things with more light than me?¨ Drake fired back and Tom shrugged. as far as he knew, Tom was equally unruly, but what made them different was the fact that Tom had no sense of propriety. Drake scoffed.

As I start to wake up I am painfully aware of the thudding in my head. Yeah, I definitely drank far too much last night. If I had been drinking human booze I’d be waking up like nothing ever happened. But Tezus liquor will knock you on your Gods damn ass, and that’s definitely what it’s done to me.

𝑻𝒐𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒅𝒂𝒚, 𝒕𝒐𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚 , '𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒔 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉

The younger brother drank another shot, and the beer and whiskey that he was drinking were all heavy, and it was obvious that he was already intoxicated, yet he was forcing himself to stay sober. "Damn, Leo. Allura trying to seduce me? Tell me more." Lorenzo laughed at his brother. Leo could barely comprehend what was happening, as all he heard was gibberish and everything was just blurry and distorted. "One man down." They laughed and cheered at Leo. "Nah, I'm fine." Leo told. "I mean, Leo is always the one getting picked. This bottle has a voodoo or something." Toshiro snorted. "The bottle loves me." Leo shook his head.

All the grudges that happened between Tyr and the Summers family had to be resolved one day. Avoidance solved nothing. Draco picked up the bottle of wine again. He fiercely drank a mouthful of it and laughed bitterly. “Is it even possible for me to make up with Tyr?” *** Tyr sat alone on the room’s windowsill in the stillness of the night and looked at the full moon outside the window. He had just come back from the drinking session with Sophia Zanatta and Isaiah Yoder. Despite being a very good drinker, he was a little drunk today. So much so that he felt a mild headache and had trouble sleeping after several attempts.