The Owl House, Broken Hearts, Shattered Bones

Revelry and Abuse

(side note, this chapter takes place after Korril gave Emira a beating. And warning, use of alcohol and violence present)

Korril's POV

"Uhhhh, Titan Dammit!" I growled in anger "Why am I always like this?"

"I never should've done that, that was way fucked up" I opened a bottle of Grade A Apple Blood w/h alcohol mixture and began drinking down until the bottom.

(After 5 bottles downed)

*Hic* What de hell---*Hic* is wrong wit... me? *Hic*

I was drunk but still kept drinking to my 6th bottle, then as I lumped all the way to my stash, I had noticed I ran out of 'The Good Stuff', I'm tempted to buy some more from my parents but I can't go out in this state, I had no choice but to suck it up and try to avoid hitting any passerby and bystanders as possible. I changed from my issued EC uniform to a black over coat with a mask stitched to it.

I limped all the way to my doorsteps, only stopping for a while to clear my head and for the effect of the alcohol to settle down a bit. I opened the door and locked it behind me, I made sure my keys stayed with me because I can't take any chances now that I'm drunk, again. 

I carefully walked down the stairs and headed for the exit while not paying attention as to what the receptionist/owner said to me. "Oh, hey, Burroughs, wasn't it? I was hoping if I could....." *Door shuts with a drunken Korril*  I exited as carefully as possible. "Or maybe not" The lady sighed.

My vision fazed and u was walking around like a Witch with a broken leg, as I was heading to my grandmother's market where I buy my stash, I made sure I made no attention over me whatsoever. I bumped and crashed with a few people, mostly children playing, but I could'nt give a flying fuck about that now.

I walked across the city square to visit the market stands, time passes by slowly when you're drunk.

I reached my grandma's stand, I noticed no one was manning the from desk, the skies were a but dark, and it sure looks like a gloomy day, but that doesn't mean no one is around, I know my grandma all to well. I taped on the desk three times and waited for a response, a moment passes and then....

Korril: Hey, grandma. I need 10 bottles.

Grandma: Oh, you're just like your father sometimes, you nasty boy, you...

Korril: He he. I just *Hic* just give me the bottles, here's the *Hic* money.

Grandma: Boy, are you drunk again?

Korril: Wh- What makes you thin--- *Hic*

Grandma: I can smell it in your breath, also you look like you haven't slept in a while. Look at your baggy, lifeless eyes.

Korril: Grandma, I'm fine. I just had *Belches* a hangover *Hic*

Grandma: Hmmm, Hangover. Alright, alright, I'll get your drink, wait here.

Korril: Thanks a bunch *Hic* and, tell Taurel and Foster I said hi.

Grandma: Yeah, yeah. I'll do that, should I tell them you're also drunk and bought more liquor from me.

Korril: Maybe skip on that part.

Grandma: Here it is, you got what you want now pay up.

Korril: Never to old to do business, ey?

Grandma: Boy, I've been on the business of selling since before your father was even born.