[ Oh please, even without the virus Philip could probably drink that sort of tolerance under a warehouse full of tables and walk away in a perfectly straight line.
On that note, being the almost perfectly sober guy amongst anything but sober company can have its perks. Everyone has to play designated driver every once in a while. Then you get to watch all the fun and remember it too, stock up on good-natured blackmailing material and fondly recall the days in your youth when permanent marker was involved as well.
But sometimes the situation is just as likely to swing the other way, when you just can't bring your overall mood to a carefree level without liquid assistance and the drunk humour completely escapes a sober mind that is all too busy worrying about scenarios which the rest of your partying party no longer really grasps.
In case of a perfectly normal and perfectly innocent woman in a perfectly insane and perfectly perilous place Philip can't help but gravitate strongly towards the latter.
And speaking of gravity and peril... ]
Hang on, I'll...
[ ...walk back over to the table and lend Evelyn his healthy shoulder in support, making an attempt at guiding her towards the bed in a slightly less wobbly manner. ]
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On that note, being the almost perfectly sober guy amongst anything but sober company can have its perks. Everyone has to play designated driver every once in a while. Then you get to watch all the fun and remember it too, stock up on good-natured blackmailing material and fondly recall the days in your youth when permanent marker was involved as well.
But sometimes the situation is just as likely to swing the other way, when you just can't bring your overall mood to a carefree level without liquid assistance and the drunk humour completely escapes a sober mind that is all too busy worrying about scenarios which the rest of your partying party no longer really grasps.
In case of a perfectly normal and perfectly innocent woman in a perfectly insane and perfectly perilous place Philip can't help but gravitate strongly towards the latter.
And speaking of gravity and peril... ]
Hang on, I'll...
[ ...walk back over to the table and lend Evelyn his healthy shoulder in support, making an attempt at guiding her towards the bed in a slightly less wobbly manner. ]