Deathstalker Rebellion
“After all, he’d only failed in his mission and got most of his people killed. He looked at the brimming glass in his hand and pulled a face. The trouble with sustained heavy drinking was that after a while your tongue went numb, and you couldn’t tell what you were drinking. Though given exactly what he was pouring down his throat in great quantity, that wasn’t necessarily a bad thing. The food synthesizers could produce alcohol and flavorings, but the combinations, like the quality, were strictly limited. It was supposed to be red wine, but all the red part did was turn his teeth pink. Still, for a wine whose vintage was under ten minutes, it wasn’t that bad. Not that it made any difference. He would have drunk it anyway.
His head hurt, his hands were shaking, and his stomach lurched this way and that when he moved. He’d been drinking steadily for almost three days now, taking time out to eat and sleep when he absolutely had to. He didn’t drink much normally, and he was finding gettin...g drunk and staying drunk harder work than he’d expected.MoreLess
His head hurt, his hands were shaking, and his stomach lurched this way and that when he moved. He’d been drinking steadily for almost three days now, taking time out to eat and sleep when he absolutely had to. He didn’t drink much normally, and he was finding gettin...g drunk and staying drunk harder work than he’d expected.MoreLess
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