@beastlynecromancer:

“I asm not drunsk….You canst prove anything.”

“Aw, come here,” Brent pulled the intoxicated man towards him, sitting him on his lap while the dog he held was in his own lap. Though he was not too fond of dogs, he can at least tolerate them for Axel’s sake. Wrapping his arms around, he snugly held him. “If you’re not drunk, then why are you slurring your words?”

“Shhh…” He smirked as he pressed his finger to Brent’s lips and laughed. “Im nost slurring…Yous miss hearing.” He told him as he leaned against Brent’s chest and patted the dog in his lap and sipped the beer that was in his hand.