Drunk Tio Novels & Stories

She knew she could not handle it all. She looked up at Peter. "Mr. Lennon, do I have to drink so much? I..." Peter's gaze did not waver. "Seems like you're not really sorry!" "Alright, I'll drink, I'll drink!" Tania clenched her teeth, grabbed a bottle, and put it to her lips, chugging it down. She was sure that Peter would not let her off the hook today. Just one little drink, she thought. If that could make Peter cut her some slack, then she would take the chance. The worst that could happen was that she would get so drunk that she had to go to the hospital.

The drunkenness hits him hard and he starts to giggle. When, 2 hours later, a security guard passes by and hears the screams, he had to call an ambulance. One of the rookies was on the verge of drowning in his vomit, 3 were badly treated by the ropes and Theo was in a full alcoholic coma. He had never drunk so much in his life. A maximum of one or two beers at a high school party. Nothing special.

I was here to unwind, To forget all the past… And yet, the sight of the red liquid pulled me back to that scene, Of my body soaked with blood for hours. Of the tiny life inside me draining away. I downed the entire glass. “Take it easy, Bestie!” Tania yelled at the top of her voice. She was already halfway through her third bottle. “You don't wanna get drunk, do you? Those strange dudes downstairs looked like hungry wolves.” I laughed softly, and dropped my empty glass of wine, While eyeing the bottle sitting in front of me. But I restrained myself from drinking more.

Elio and Drake finished the bottle of expensive wine in no time. Drake wanted to open another bottle, but Elio stopped him. After all, he could not let his guard down too much. As a former mercenary king, he could not afford to get hungover. He had to stay relatively sober. Drake did not insist. He just smiled and said, "Then relax here. I'll head out for a while." Elio nodded. "Go ahead." Drake left the office and Elio leaned back on the sofa, slightly flushed. It had been too long since he last had a drink. This tipsy feeling was so satisfying.

Natalie Jett's first love needs a mobile blood bank. But she's going to drain all the blood from my comatose younger brother due to me not arriving in time. I drop to my knees and beg her desperately. "Micah is already showing signs of waking up. The doctor said he'll die if you keep taking his blood. Take mine instead and leave my brother alone! Please!" But Natalie remains unmoved. She looks coldly at me as I kneel before her on the ground. "This is your punishment for being late. It's only some blood. What's the big deal? "Andy is severely anemic. He's the one who could actually die. Is your brother's life really more important than Andy's?" Ignoring my pleas, she orders her priva

"Please don't ignore me. Talk to me, baby…" Wilson rested his entire weight against Tiana because he was drunk, and Tiana said anxiously, "Get him off me. He's drunk!"

Chance asked. “Shut up.” Dr. Tyson huffed and sat down with two cans of beer. “I am gonna take a share from them though. With the day I had, I can use some.” he sat down and started to gulp one by one. For someone who had yet to have his food, the alcohol was absorbed in Dr. Tyson’s system much faster than it originally was supposed to be. And with Chance having brought plenty, Dr. Tyson had no problem helping himself to bottle after bottle. After a little while, Dr. Tyson was visibly tripsy, so much so that Chance started to worry about his carpet. “Okay… you have clearly had enough. I am cutting you off.” Chance snapped.

But after I pushed him again and again, he finally agreed to pull up the surveillance footage from that night. The bar only had indoor cameras, though. None outside. That meant no footage of Axel assaulting me. Still, I figured indoor footage was better than nothing. At least it would show Axel. He gave me the recording. I copied it and took it back to my dorm that night to study carefully. That was when I discovered it—my boyfriend had secretly slipped something into my drink while I wasn't paying attention. I paused the video and zoomed in on the bottle. The image was blurry, but I recognized the packaging. It was an aphrodisiac.

in order not to drink a mouthful of wine, she could give a person to kneel down, she could drill into the water to gamble for her life, she could sing until her voice was broken, and she could do countless things, the only thing was not to drink wine. "I don't drink." She "brushed and pulled" her head up and spoke very slowly but firmly, "Big Boss promised me that I wouldn't drink." "Hahaha ...... I also heard for the first time, do this kind of work do not drink, Jane Tong, you think you are still Miss Jane ah, want to do what you want to do, want to not do what you want to not do? Haha," Yakun pulled out his cell phone and held it up, showing Jane Tong one of the videos he just shot:

That way, it would be the first thing he saw when he woke up. … By the time Nolan woke up, it was already evening. I was sitting by his bed, holding a thermal flash and sipping ginger tea in tiny sips. I needed to take iron supplements for my anemia, but the hospital's liquid iron tasted disgusting. I secretly mixed the ginger tea with it. The comments were baffled. [Lyra, what's that cursed concoction you're drinking?] [This is a medical miracle. How is that not causing some kind of chemical reaction?]