drunk!post // barways

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[border_prince]

James is positive he doesn't remember drinking.

As a member of Torchwood, he should be very concerned about a sudden alteration in his perception.

Unfortunately . . . well, he's experienced a sudden alteration in his perception.

So instead, he's lying flat on his back on a table, head hanging down off the side. It's very comfortable.

[pi_wakawaka]

He's cute and Tiwa dancing by him and peers down over his face,

"Dance with me."

[border_prince]

James grins cheerfully, and upside-downly, at her.

"Give me a minute," he says, London accent clear even through the drunkenness. "I might be stuck."

[pi_wakawaka]

"No you're not, no glue. Come on, come on!!"

She moves to pull him up though she's a bit wobbly.

[border_prince]

No glue.

"Right! Knew I forgot something!"

James sits up, then sort of half-clambers and half-rolls off the table.

He immediately hits the ground in a wave of vertigo, because he'd been on the table like that long enough for a considerable amount of blood to rush to his head.

[pi_wakawaka]

That sets Tiwa off giggling as she kind of tries to help him but there's dancing involved,

"Stand up, want to dance."

[border_prince]

"minuuuuute," James groans.

He wants to dance too. Just his body isn't cooperating.

[pi_wakawaka]

She gets his hands and hauls,

"Up, up, the sky's waiting."

[border_prince]

This does not work so well on a dead weight. James's vision is clearing as the worst of the lightheadedness passes, though, and he blinks as if that will help it clear faster.

"I like the sky."

[pi_wakawaka]

He's too heavy and Tiwa ends up trying to catch her balance and ends up falling on him though rather lightly,

"Hey, you're supposed to move not me."

[border_prince]

"Erk."

James has had far heavier land on top of him, though, so he absorbs it pretty quickly.

"Then why did you?" he asks. Quite reasonably, he thinks.

[pi_wakawaka]

She's part bird so Tiwa's quite light and glares at him,

"All your fault, so you'd better move."

[border_prince]

"Dint do it! Um, you have to move first."

He is hazily certain that it's rude to dump strange girls on the floor when attempting to get to one's feet.

[pi_wakawaka]

So she maturely sticks her tongue out at him and tries to get up elegantly, it doesn't quite work and there is more hopping than she expected,

"Have a name?"

[border_prince]

James, at last, manages to stagger to his feet.

"I," he says, "am James Mayer of Cardiff."

Funny how he can't stand up without it being a production, but he can execute an elaborate bow flawlessly.

[pi_wakawaka]

The bow gets a grin and a bob of sorts from Tiwa,

"I'm Tiwa of Wellington. James' are never fair, but you are a dancing James, right?"