I don't blame you for hating me, I hate me too
Art
12-18-2021, 07:48 PM
Hyacinth was sloshed, absolutely, and totally wasted. He was laying on the beach a few bottles scattered at his paws and another cradled to his chest. This was basically what he'd become in the last few weeks. Drunk and a mess and socially isolated. He didn't really want to face anyone, especially Artisan but he was also quite frankly too drunk all the time to be any good at hiding, laying out in the open on the rock shard beach was basically the best he could do. Hyacinth didn't really know how else to deal with it all, with the guilt that refused to go away, with the pain the ached at all times. Only getting totally and absolutely drunk, to the point of passing out seemed to numb anything. So that's how he was living his life now, a total wreck, too grief-stricken to do anything but try to drown it out in booze. Which thank got he'd decided to become a pirate because that was one of the few things in abundance around here. "Talk" "Listen" Think |