AMALTHEA

[soulping]

[The lights dim and you are no longer in a classroom, but a low key bar. An older gentleman from behind the counter is looking at you as if waiting for your next order. La Torre's voice comes from nowhere in particular:]

Let's pick up where we left all, shall we? You are sitting in a bar. Why are you drinking?

Comments

[codecmoment]

OH GOD, GIVE ME EVERYTHING. PLEASE MAKE THE ALCOHOL KILL ME.

[ The embarrassment and thirst is too great. ]

[soulping]

[Unfortunately you have hit your alcohol limit for the night. It's off to the nurse's office for you to have your stomach pumped :(]