Kross looked at Shadow, and laughed. "I've had so much alcohol. Yoouu wiilll noottt believe how much, Pretty Lady." He said, very much drunk. He noticed that Shadow didn't tell Seven what happened earlier, but he shrugged it off. Like, literally. He just sat there, shrugging like a mad-man. "I swear. THis is the most drunk I've ever beeen in my entire life." He started slurring his words a little. "Living room is a gooood place to play!" He started to follow Jace, but stopped when he tripped. "Ooohh! A bloody nose! Keep it forever and never let it go!" Kross had basically lost all of his common sense at this point. He was just goofing off with the bros, and occasionally flirting with whoever walked in.

"You aalright?" He asked Jace with a truly worried look on his face. He placed a hand on his shoulder and looked at him. "It doesn't look too bad! You're reaaally strong! I am sure it will be fwine," he said walking over to the tissue box. "Heeere ya go!" He slurred. He sat down and continued to try to open the bottle. This was so gosh darn frustrating!! He bit his lip. Why couldn't he be strong? He pouted. He was used to using snipers or his gun or even a stapler gun for Christ's sake! He wasn't the kind of person to be strong in that sense. He held the Scottish Liquor in his hand after putting the unopened strong beer beside him. He never had Scottish Liquor before. He shrugged and raised it up before downing it in one gulp.

"Ahh!" He said sticking his tongue out as far as it could go as he waved his hand wildly trying to get the burning sensation to leave. He laughed slightly. "That was stronger than I was expecting!" He said. He continued to have his tongue out as he fanned it. "Don't look at me like that!" He said pouting. He hated liquor and thought Scottish would be better. He thought everyone was probably judging him. He hated that. He decided he would just see what the question for Scar was in Truth or Dare.

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Kross looked at Shadow as she wiped away Jace's nosebleed. "Noo! You needed to cherish that! Babtle scaws!" His words were slurring a little. He stood up, and headed to the fridge. He took out a beer, and took a sip. He walked into the living room, still sipping his beer. He over heard Shadow confessing love to Simon, and spit out his drink. "What?! Wha- How? When did... Huh?" Kross was shocked. He never would've thought Shimon would be a thing, but he realized he could get used to it. "You guys do look adorable. You are both hot as hell, so basically purr-fect." He said with a chuckle. "Me-ow."

Oooo! George liked that dare. It was especially good since Scar didn't talk often. George chuckled. This was either gonna be one hell of a night or a hella good night. Probably somewhere in between. He looked at Scar and rolled his eyes. "Show off!" He said smiling as a stupid cocky grin spread to Scar's good looking face. He wondered if Scar would be able to do it. The dare I mean. George took a sip of the beer Scar opened. It was definitely more on the stronger end. He felt dizzy and in a 'flirtatious' mood to say the least. Yeah George may or may not have had too much to drink. It tasted good though so who was he to judge. He licked his lips and ran his tongue on the tips of his teeth. He must of cut it somehow because he tasted a coppery taste in his mouth. He closed his mouth tightly not wanting anyone to see how stupid he was.

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