Oh, I think it is. As for the hangover, you brought that upon yourself. No one twisted your arm into drinking -that- much. Shame on you, forgetting about your lack of tolerance. So in essence, this is your fault really.
Ugh, Zell, I got drunk, and I have no idea where I am... I'm locked inside a room tied to a bed. I think I'm in a hotel in Balamb? I don't know. But... grr.
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I REALLY HAVE TO GO TO THE BATHROOM!
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Never, ever, ever drinking again. Ever. Can't reach the knot. Bastards.
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And then some people are going to get it.
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