DRUNK

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MairaHavana asked: I DARE MIGS, RAPHAEL, AND DMITRI TO HAVE A DRINKING CONTEST TO SEE WHO WOULD LAST THE LONGEST.

Raphael: *raises eyebrow at ask*

Miguel: ...sure

Dmitri: *pulls out flasks of vodka happily* Yay! Drink, comrades!

Miguel and Raphael: ........

Raphael: well damn son. if we're all drinking vodka then he'll beat us for sure, right?

Miguel: shh.

Raphael: *pouts* remember what I said about Dmitri being a crazy drunk?

*both of them look at Dmitri who looks really sweet and innocent as he's spreading out a picnic blanket, the only thing out of place is the hardcore vodka bottles*

Miguel: He can't be that bad.

Raphael: *gives him a look*

Miguel: Well if it's any consolation, we'll definitely be drunk before he is. Before he's even buzzed. *pats his shoulder and walks off*

Raphael: *pouts* I don't like losing...

~~~a few short bottles later~~~

Dmitri: You look tired, comrades. You are all right, yes?

Miguel: *has his head propped up in his hands* urghhhhh... Fine, fine, 'm still here... Y' not g'nna beat m' so easily, y' commie...

Raphael: *is heavily passed out with his head in Miguel's lap, hair all messed up and arms thrown over his face*

Dmitri: *looks at him curiously* Beat you? What?

Miguel: ...at this estupido drinking contest, idiota... *accent gets thicker when drunk*

Dmitri: Contest? Nyet, this is just a... how do you say it...regular drink for me, comrade! *smiles brightly*

Miguel: ¿QUE? Ack, fuck my life.

Raphael: *groans loudly*

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