Drinking away your problems seems to be becoming a theme amongst my characters
[It's late evening and Kuzu is curled up on the sofa of some kind of lounge, a six pack of beer on the table. He's already drunk one can and is on his second, thinking very serious and complicated thoughts. Thoughts that require so much alcohol to cope with, even though he can't stand the taste of it. At this point he's decided logic can go fuck itself. Clearly now is the time for someone to come and poke him about his strange and out of character behaviour, it is just how his life goes.]