[ota] i am a super srs rper

[darkplace]

[hi, voyagers. there's a drunk!teleporter/telepathic/telekinetic near your pool. john young has literally never been drunk before but things happened back home and he got kicked out of the lair cause of stuff and drunkness happened, and he would like to be even more drunk tyvm.

hiiiiiii, pool. good pool.

he's basically a big, drunk puppy.]

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[darkplace]

It sounds like you have... had experience with it.

[And not from drinking it herself, but from the comment she made and the fact that she doesn't like it either.

The foster dad that he had was always an asshole, but he only got violent about it when he was drinking... and he drank all the time, used all their money on alcohol instead of feeding the kids that he was 'taking care of'. The smell of whiskey to this day can still make John feel nauseous.]

[anendlesswar]

[There's a long pause and a deep breath as she tries to actually form the words, but even then it isn't easy. There's a lot of history that goes with it, a lot of implications that come with a kid who's father drinks, but sometimes all you have to do is say it for it to make sense.]

My dad drinks a lot.

[She glances back to him and gives a bit of a shrug.]

I've pretty much gotten it down to a science at this point.

[taking care of drunk people, she means.]

[darkplace]

[John looks up at her slowly at what she says, and his chest clenches with something familiar and painful. More than anything, there's understanding in his gaze. He never tried to take care of his foster father, never cared for him at all, but he can imagine how difficult it would have been.]

I'm sorry.

You shouldn't have to do that. Ever.

[that shouldn't be on her plate at all.]

My foster father... drank a lot. I never took care of him, but I took care of the things he was too busy drinking to take care of himself.

[anendlesswar]

[She gives a bit of a shrug.]

I do that sometimes too. But it's just me and him, so I don't really have anyone else to take care of.