[It's said with a sneer. He manages to keep up for the most part, but he is starting to feel a bit lightheaded. Yeah, okay, that whiskey wasn't fucking around, but he's felt worse before. He can manage. He always does.
By the time he makes it to the garage, he needs to lean against the wall of it and close his eyes, otherwise things do start to spin a bit.]
Yeah. Okay. [He mumbles the words, mostly paying attention.]
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[It's said with a sneer. He manages to keep up for the most part, but he is starting to feel a bit lightheaded. Yeah, okay, that whiskey wasn't fucking around, but he's felt worse before. He can manage. He always does.
By the time he makes it to the garage, he needs to lean against the wall of it and close his eyes, otherwise things do start to spin a bit.]
Yeah. Okay. [He mumbles the words, mostly paying attention.]