The song of drunken men

[absintheandlies]

After the New Year's Eve party, Grantaire methodically drank his way into the deep slumber of the heavily intoxicated. When he eventually found his way back to consciousness, he decided some sort of proclamation or announcement was in order. So he made his way slowly up... up... up... And when he got to the crow's nest, he began to sing. There's

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[three_iscompany]

*glances up, amusedly* Well, if you fall to your death, no one can say you didn't die for your republic. Again.

[absintheandlies]

*quite soberly* If I fall to my death, no one will say a word. *shivers and swallows the majority of another bottle in one gulp*

[three_iscompany]

Oh, no, that isn't true. I will certainly make quite a fuss about it, never fear. But do come down from there, so I don't have to.

[absintheandlies]

*considers* I don't think you're the one to ask me that *and starts singing again*

[three_iscompany]

Alright, alright. Carry on, then.