Dahlia: *looks at him* ō//.//ō

Dahlia: ...~? *hic*

Dahlia: Like I care..~ *sticks tongue out*

Dahlia: me tooooo...~ *looks up at him*

<:0?

Dahlia: awww...~ why not..~? *smirks slightly*

Dahlia: I don’t knowww..~? *hiccups and rests head on his lap*

Dahlia: *nods* ..~ | mhm.

Dahlia: *looks at him* ..~?

..?

Dahlia: y-yupp~ *is in the room and falls on bed* | hmm.. yeah..

Dahlia: *falls on the couch* mm..~

Dahlia: *same* ..~ *hic*

*is beside you* | Dahlia: *goes to the room, almost stumbling every step* heehh..~ | *whispers to Mari* So why do you think she doesn’t want to be pregnant?

Dahlia: *drinks some(HA LITERALLY ALMOST THE WHOLE BOTTLE), stops and give the bottle to him* Knock yourself out.. *eyelids get droopy slightly*

Dahlia: huhh...?~ Whyy nooott~?

Dahlia: Fine. *opens the bottle*

Dahlia: where is Devon....~? *hic*

Dahlia: I’m going to go get drunk now. *grabs a vodka bottle*

ik..