Xena was getting married to a much older man. She did not seem bubbling with joy as most brides should probably feel. Much as he tended to try and keep a wide berth from Xenas goings-on, he did want her to have a happy life. Of course, he wished the same for all of his siblings but Xena was his twin, had been his wombmate.
It also brought forth the thought that he should probably also consider marriage. Everything combined had him going a little harder on the available drink than he should have. His thoughts were a delightful haze.
"It's fiiiine," he said as he took his glass and took a sip. "Champagne isn't like whiskey, it can barely be counted as alcohol. It's more like... apple juice for grownups." His sentence was punctuated by a little hiccup.
It also brought forth the thought that he should probably also consider marriage. Everything combined had him going a little harder on the available drink than he should have. His thoughts were a delightful haze.
"It's fiiiine," he said as he took his glass and took a sip. "Champagne isn't like whiskey, it can barely be counted as alcohol. It's more like... apple juice for grownups." His sentence was punctuated by a little hiccup.
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