Really needs...a drink.

[servant_of_oz]

Who: Gilbert and anyone that wants to come in
Where The Kitchen
When: After all of the mess with Oz and Vincent
Rating: ...pg-13 for now?
Summary: After all the mess that had happened once in Gil's life he felt like he really needed a drink. and a Note Gil can't handle his alcohol and he goes from an angry drunk to a crying mess XD
the Story:

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[captures_captor]

Tomoyo had decided to go investigate the kitchen, still having much to see since arriving. With communication device in hand in case she found something she wanted to record, she made her way to her destination, stopping short in the doorway when she noticed, besides the very nice kitchen, an older man, who looked incredibly upset.

As the curious sort, she gripped the device tighter and slowly and gracefully approached the serious looking man. Looking up at him with large eyes filled with concern, she decided to try cheering him up.

"You look sad. Is there something on your mind?"

[servant_of_oz]

This voice was another new one. Gil slowly looked up to see the kind face looking at him, who was this girl? And could she have chose a worse time to meet him.

"I..." The wine was getting to him and he lazily nodded.

[captures_captor]

As she thought. The little girl didn't seem to mind that she didn't really know this man at all. Of course she was curious, but she was also observant. She could see that what he really needed was someone to show him some sympathy and and an ear.

"I'll listen, if you want to get it off your mind." She offered sweetly.

[servant_of_oz]

"...I really don't want to bother you." Eyes focusing back on the glass in front of him, tapping it lightly.

Gil was raised right and he didn't want to drink in front of the young land.

[captures_captor]

"It's not a bother!" She proclaimed rather honestly. "I'd be more than happy to."

Tomoyo was right, she could almost sense his tension, and that meant there was probably an interesting story to go with it. She had been raised as quite the young lady herself, coming from a rich family, however, because of the differences between their worlds, her idea of proper was probably much different. Whether or not he drank in front of her made no difference to her.

Well, maybe she would have liked to see him drink if it meant she got to see him loosen up as one normally did under the influence.

[servant_of_oz]

Another long sigh left his lips as he tried to straighten himself up to be some where near presentable. It was proving difficult with the amount of booze he had already consumed.

"...I am just upset...I will be okay eventually..."