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Post by Phillis Von Christ on Oct 3, 2011 17:57:11 GMT -5
Phillis sat on the edge of the fountain, sipping lightly at a drink he had bought. It was fruity, but sour at the same time. It had a very odd taste. He wasn't sure what it was, but the man selling it said it would make all his problems disappear. So far, it didn't. But it sure tasted good.
He looked at the bottle, the words were blurry and he couldn't read them. Maybe he should have read it earlier. But it was funny, very funny indeed. He couldn't stop giggling as if he were a little school girl.
Phillis waved at various people who walked by, raising his hand up high and laughing. He didn't know them, but they seemed so friendly! They quickly walked away, trying not to make eye contact. "I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOU! LETS BE BEST FRIENDS!" He would call after them. He was so giddy and full of energy, he just couldn't resist himself.
Post by Walter Grace on Oct 3, 2011 18:09:21 GMT -5
Making sure not to walk into people, Walter walked through town, reading a small book and flipping through its pages. He heard yelling, and he chuckled. Either a crazy person, or a drunk person...
He looked up, and frowned, spotting Phillis, drunk as a door nob. Best see what he's up to. "Phillis! Why are you drunk?" He asked, stopping infront of the boy.
Post by Walter Grace on Oct 3, 2011 18:13:40 GMT -5
"Yep. Completely drunk." Walter chuckled. "But thank you for the compliment," he frowned again. "Really, though. You reek of alcohol. Why are you drinking?"
Post by Phillis Von Christ on Oct 3, 2011 19:50:01 GMT -5
"But it taste sooo goood. I love it!" Phillis stood up, he was very off balance and could barely stand. " you keep on remindin' me of Dante. He was real pretty too."
Post by Walter Grace on Oct 3, 2011 19:53:16 GMT -5
Walter gently grabbed Phillises shoulders to keep him balanced. "Please stop drinking that, Philly. It's not good for you to drink yourself to death..."
Post by Walter Grace on Oct 3, 2011 20:18:08 GMT -5
He bit his lip, and sat Phillis down. He grabbed the alcohol from Phillis, and placed it beside him on the ground. "Now, now, Philly...It's not me you want to be with..."