Seymour & Jenny \"Alcohol Troubles\"

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She looked at him. "Are you a little confused by any chance
Seymour?" she pointed to what he was wearing, it was a full 2 piece
burberry suit.
"Oh my god, what am I wearing? How tacky!"
"Nevermind" said Jenny. "Have a few pints and you'll forget your
wearing it!"
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The two began drinking, seymour did indeed soon forget he'd been
wearing it.
"are you sure you're" Jenny began, before belching loudly. "sorry....
you sure you're ok?" she asked him, looking at the beer he'd poured
into a wine glass, but only half full, then topping it up with wine.
"yeah, i'm good" he said, swaying slighty, and downing the glass in one.
Jenny followed suit, downing a shot of whiskey, then closing her eyes
hard to remove the blur.
"here, this ones on me" she said, getting up easily enough, but as she
walked past seymour, she stumbled, and fell onto him.
"Sorry" she said quickly, trying to get up, and going bright red.
Seymours 'cool' personality kicked in, and he found himself looking at
her in a way he'd never done before. Jenny went even redder, and
adjusted her top, which had moved to reveal a bit of her midriff.
She walked off, and bought more drinks.
She sat down, and held her glass, looking seymour in the eye, with a
look of competition on her face.
"one...two...five!" she said, in true monty python style.
"uhh, don't you mean three?" seymour prompted.
"yeah, whatever" she said, and got a slight headstart on seymour,
although instead of drinking all of it, like one is meant to, alot of
it got poured down her front.
"I win!" she exclaimed, upturning the glass on her head, the head of
the beer fell into her hair, but she didn't seem bothered by it.
"we..need more...drink!" seymour said, getting up, and swaying to the
wall, using it for support. Jenny stumbled over to him, they both
helped each other to the bar, where they sat, drinking more.
"you say you're a royal ambassador?" jenny asked, leaning right in,
trying to focus on him.
"yeah, a cool one too!" seymour explained, "i work for the queen, i
see her loads!" he said, throwing his hand out as if to say how
worthless seeing her is to him.
"hehe, i work for the queen too you know..." Jenny blurted, most of
the patrons in the bar heard her, but didn't pay much attention.
"I'm an assassassassin" she spat, before glazing over, and falling
into the bar.
"ohhh... i can't take another..." she said, getting up and heading to
the toilets. "back inna tick" she said, staggering into the ladies.
Seymour drank another pint before she got back.
"hey! you drank without me!" she said angrily, taking the half empty
glass of beer from seymours hand, and downing it. She leant back to
drink it, and on the return motion, full head first into seymour,
knocking him down to the floor, and falling on him herself.
**Ten minutes of getting up later**
"ok you two, you've had enough!" the generic bar-person said, "you'd
better go now, or else you'll be throwing up everywhere, and i hate
cleaning that up." he said, making sure they left.
"so... uhh... any beer at your place? i'm all out" Jenny said, her arm
around seymour, using him for support.
"uhh...beer?" Seymour thought, looking into space for a second.
"nope......." he said, stretching the word. "but i've got wine!" he
said, holding his hand in the air triumphantly.
"wooo!" Jenny shouted, throwing her arm up too.
**half an hour later**
"wow, this is good stuff!" Jenny said, as she stood in front of the
bed, finishing off a bottle of wine. She looked at it, trying to read
the label. "eighteen... something or other" she said, holding the
bottle right up to her face. "well, whatever it is, its good!" she
said, dropping the bottle, and falling over onto the bed, unconcious.
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