What kind of drunk are you?

Tell them you've always secretly thought they were a terrible human being.

You appeal to their better judgement, or better yet charm your way into the delicious salty goods.

It's cool. You'll remember this when you sober up.

Glass them.

Avoid you. It's probably a trick so you can start a tussle.

Rush to your side, you're such a delicate angel.

Cackle because you're already cackling about it.

Cackle because nobody realised how drunk you were until that moment.

Bring up that thing that happened three years ago that you said you were over.

Another pub.

The dance floor.

The karoke bar you never dared go to, until tonight