99 bottles of beer on the wall [Justan]

Lachlan was getting to the point that he was regretting his decisions in life. The sights and sounds around him were difficult to ignore, especially when he’d seen his sister snuggled up close to that massive dark furred man. Who had been twice his size, maybe he should have encouraged her the opposite direction instead of right on in, but what was he going to do now? Tell on her to that other guy she had been with?

His mind was difficult to settle and even more difficult to stop spinning. He was still thinking relatively clearly despite his deep regrets but he was feeling a little nauseous from everything. Aryn, the liquor, his emotions. ”Oof.” He sighed heavily as he put his head on his paws and willed the world to stop spinning. It was easiest when he looked at the fire but then again he might catch a glimpse of his sister… ”Ugh.” He muttered and downed another gulp of whatever liquid he’d managed to pick up.