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A...man stumbles in.
Probably a man.
Maybe a man.
Someone stumbles in, hair mussed, clothes disheveled, eyes wide and dilated. They stumble in and continue to stumble, a laugh suffused in delight bubbling from lipstick-smeared lips. A cigarette is dangling from one hand, a bottle of wine from the other. "What," he begins (for yes it is a male) before dissolving into giggles. "Okay so, parties. Who likes them? What's your favorite part? Or y'know, unfavorite?" He laughs again and half falls into an armchair, legs hanging over one of the arms. He sticks the cigarette into his mouth and looks around with, it may be observed by one looking closely, a surprising amount of clarity for one so apparently off his ass.
Probably a man.
Maybe a man.
Someone stumbles in, hair mussed, clothes disheveled, eyes wide and dilated. They stumble in and continue to stumble, a laugh suffused in delight bubbling from lipstick-smeared lips. A cigarette is dangling from one hand, a bottle of wine from the other. "What," he begins (for yes it is a male) before dissolving into giggles. "Okay so, parties. Who likes them? What's your favorite part? Or y'know, unfavorite?" He laughs again and half falls into an armchair, legs hanging over one of the arms. He sticks the cigarette into his mouth and looks around with, it may be observed by one looking closely, a surprising amount of clarity for one so apparently off his ass.