He placed a kiss atop the little cat's head and pushed himself up, lifting his hair out of his face to gaze blearily around the room. There was the pitcher they'd used earlier, and the bathroom wasn't too far away to manage. He shoved himself up and levered his legs off the bed. Standing, it seemed, was only on the list of difficult but not impossible things.
"I think I have a dumbover," he muttered, then teetered over to the pitcher, grabbing it as he made his way to the bathroom to refill it. On his way back he scooped up a pair of goblets from a shelf, then sat back down on the bed and poured for them both. "Kanpai."
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Date: 2010-07-07 10:53 am (UTC)"I think I have a dumbover," he muttered, then teetered over to the pitcher, grabbing it as he made his way to the bathroom to refill it. On his way back he scooped up a pair of goblets from a shelf, then sat back down on the bed and poured for them both. "Kanpai."