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[Thor has been drinking all day and, finally, has hit the drunken mark. He's unhappy. He misses home, he misses Jane, he hates that he still thinks of her when he has Sif now, he hates that he worries over Odin like he'll drop down dead from over working himself in Asgard. It's stressful, it's tiring, and Thor is the kind of man to drink his feelings.
He's by no means a sloppy drunk and he's only just managed to get to that comfortably numb place.
He finishes his last drink with one large gulp, tossing down the bottle, a loud shattering noise cutting in.]
Another!
[He looks back over his shoulder, half expecting Sif or Loki to bring him another drink. Then he looks back to the phone.] Friends! Come, drink with me! We shall celebrate life, tell each other tales of valour!
[He grins, shutting off the feed. Anyone is welcome to come and visit.]
He's by no means a sloppy drunk and he's only just managed to get to that comfortably numb place.
He finishes his last drink with one large gulp, tossing down the bottle, a loud shattering noise cutting in.]
Another!
[He looks back over his shoulder, half expecting Sif or Loki to bring him another drink. Then he looks back to the phone.] Friends! Come, drink with me! We shall celebrate life, tell each other tales of valour!
[He grins, shutting off the feed. Anyone is welcome to come and visit.]