Is there ever a good reason to get blindingly drunk?

[dean_actually]

Dean sits down at his kitchen table, it's late at night and very quiet. He picks up a notepad and a pencil and starts scribbling on it. He brought the phone with him, the extension tangled near his feet. There's an half-empty glass in front of him, a bottle of scotch, and a business card waiting near the phone. He jots down a list...St. Patrick's

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[curtwildmuse]

Your brother getting married.

Christ. *shivers at the idea and goes to get drunk again*

[dean_actually]

What's the problem?

The 'brother', the 'idea' or the 'getting married'?

Just curious.
Have one for me, too.

On second thoughts, have a couple. Or three.
This is gonna be a fucking long night.

[curtwildmuse]

*realizes he's talking too much again* It's a long story. I'll probably just have a couple or three for each of us.

[dean_actually]

Hey, I have all the fucking time in the world right now.

Wouldn't mind hearing your story. *offers hand*

Name's Dean.