GRIANAGST

Alcohol (G)

SEASON 7
Words: 1020
Not a fan of this one lol
Content warning: Alcohol, crying, broken glass.
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Scar and Bbdubs we're trying to figure how to give the server a break for once, they were planning something out but noticed how everyone was above 21. Bbdubs suggested they build a bar and have joe and someone else make the beverages.
"I mean, I don't drink but sure, who will be the other barista?"
"Grian maybe? I know he doesn't drink like you."
"Oh okay, I'll ask him."
Grian didn't want to be rude so he agreed. It was vacation night and Grian packed up his bags to leave early. Grian didn't know how to be a barista and Joe thought the hermit was underaged so he kept him away from the alcohol.
"Grian you help us with the decorations and building, Joe you make the beverages and clean up the kitchen and wait for everyone to come in when you're done." Scar said.

It's been an hour now and the hermits were starting to come in.
They all started to order some beverages.
"Can I have a wine please?" Doc asked.
"Sure, Joe wheres the alcohol?" Grian asked. Joe stared at him in the eyes, confused. "Grian you're underaged, I'll do it."
"Joe I'm twenty seven.."
"What now-" Joe looked back at the builder, confused. Doc started laughing, Joe thought Grian was underaged what?!
Grian started to make Doc's drink and was surprisingly good at it.
"Grian were you a barista before this?"
"Nope, this is my first time."
"Really? You're pretty good for a first-timer.

After everyone started to get tired and drunk they called over Grian and Joe to sit with them.
"Grian, I have some alcohol, do you want something to drink?" Xisuma asked. Grian was surprised how people could hold their liquor so easily.
"No thank you, I don't drink."
"Please Grian?! It'll be fun!" Ren said, full-on drunk.
"Ren, you're drunk. I'll go get you back to your base." Doc said, carrying him back home.
"Since Grian doesn't drink, I'll go get Joe a drink," Xisuma said, leaving to go get Joe a drink.
"Wait that's not-"
Xisuma placed the drink in front of him and sat back down. Grian got a bit worried, not knowing if Joe wanted to drink or not.
"Joe chug!" Everyone started chanting.
Joe felt pressured, Grian could see him signaling to help him out. Grian quickly grabbed the drink, got up, and chugged it. The groups' faces were in shock. Grian slammed the glass down on the table. "Leave Joe alone! If he doesn't want to drink alcohol then he shouldn't be pressured to drink it alright?"
"Yes sir.." everyone sighed.
Grian huffed, walking back behind the counter to wash the dishes.

This was the first time Grian had alcohol, he didn't know it would burn his throat this bad. Once everyone left Grian was the only one left there and he was doing the dishes. All of a sudden his vision became blurry. The hermit grabbed onto the edge, trying not to fall over. He bent down and laid his head onto the cabinet below as it started throbbing with pain. We're these the side effects of alcohol? Joe left a shulker box at the store and was flying to get it back. Once he walked in he heard the sink going off with the lights of the kitchen still on. When he walked behind the counter to turn it off he saw Grian holding onto the edge of the counter while slouching down.
"Grian? Are you okay?" Joe said, trying to help Grian get up.
"Joe.. head hurts.."
"Oh, Gri is it because of the alcohol? I'll go get you some water." Joe said, rushing to get Grian some clean water.
Grian dropped the cup he was washing making it break into shards of glass near him. The glass made the hermit remember about the times his dad used to come home drunk, breaking everything he owned. The hermit trembled, trying not to move much cause there was broken glass near him. Grian started crying, his throat closed up and his hearing got distorted.

Joe heard the glass break and rushed over to him. "Grian!" Joe put down the glass of water and tried to help him up. Grian stood up as Joe supported him. The builder was confused. His head hurt, His throat all closed up, his breathing erratic. He couldn't hear anything except from a bell ringing in his head.
"Grian listen to me. Put up your hand if you can hear me."
Grian did nothing.
"Grian?"
The builder felt like his head just became heavy as he tumbled down, passing out.
"GRIAN!"
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Joe carried the builder to his hobbit-hole and placed him on his bed as he waited for him to wake up.
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Grian woke up, his head dizzy and his vision still blurry. Grian got up and started walking around, not noticing Joe is following behind him to make sure he's okay.
"Uhm.. Grian?" Joe asked, tapping on his shoulder.
"Ah-!" The hermit jumped up and slapped Joe in the face.
"Rude"
"Sorry, Joe!"
"It's okay. Anyway, are you okay? Last night you passed out after taking one shot of beer for me-"
"I did what now-"
"Do you... do you not remember"
"No, I don't remember! I dunno how alcohol works- why'd I do that!"
"I don't know Grian! The hermits were pressuring me to drink since you didn't but you suddenly drank the whole thing and scolded them for doing so."
"I did? Oh I'm cool"
Joe chuckled.
"So are you okay Grian?"
"I'm pretty sure I am, just can't remember much."
"Are you sure? You kinda reacted weirdly with the alcohol."
"How'd I react?"
"You broke a glass while you were washing dishes, I'm pretty sure you couldn't hear or see anything at that time cause of the alcohol."
"I'm never drinking alcohol ever again-"
"Haha alright G, see ya!"
"Bye Joe!"
"Bye Gri" Joe flew off with his elytra.

Sorry, this one is pretty crappy, I have too much school work to do lol