[ Poe has to get to his feet in steps. Ease the chair back, watch the world sway. Get his feet under him, look down to make sure they're where they need to be, pause again while his balance sloshes. Lever himself upright and try not to puke.
There's mercy in inertia, when you're as drunk as Poe is. Sit still, stay put, and you can pour drink over drink without feeling the consequences until you let the world back in. If you're lucky, you won't let it in much longer than it takes to black out.
Poe grips the edge of the table hard, staring at a single point on it until he can say with absolute certainty that the bar isn't doing pirouettes around him. ]
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There's mercy in inertia, when you're as drunk as Poe is. Sit still, stay put, and you can pour drink over drink without feeling the consequences until you let the world back in. If you're lucky, you won't let it in much longer than it takes to black out.
Poe grips the edge of the table hard, staring at a single point on it until he can say with absolute certainty that the bar isn't doing pirouettes around him. ]
Yeah.