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RagingPisces

(Finally done, f)

Tw. Drunkenness

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Janus lays in his bed, his eyes glassed over and half-lidded.

He takes a swig of the bottle he holds and throws it across the room when he finds it empty.

There's a quiet knocking at the door that he's barely able to pick up.

He slowly sits up and looks around.

The floor is made out of water and the walls, out of hay. The wind threatens to knock the walls down and leave the roof to crush him.

He takes a quick breath and lays back down as the door opens. Janus instantly looks over, seeing Logan standing there in shock.

Janus tenses up and backs into the corner of his bed, pulling the covers over his head.

"Janus, are you... Drunk...?" Logan asks quietly, sitting on the bed next to him. Janus sniffles, the words feel like they were spoken to him from underwater.

Logan softly takes the blanket from over Janus' head and pulls him into a hug.

"You're ok. It's time to go to bed, ok?" Logan says. Janus finds himself nodding and being laid down.

Logan watches as Janus instantly closes his eyes and falls asleep.

He sighs softly and then goes around the room, collecting bottles and throwing them out.

Logan then goes and lays down next to Janus, hoping the other side won't mind, before falling asleep as well.

(Lmao this is real shitty-)

(241 words)

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