Ugh... my head is throbbing.
That means I need more liquor.
My eyes opened, but the world spun. I tried to blink and widen my eyes, but it didn't help much. I stumbled to my feet, kicking empty bottles around as I dragged my feet. I grabbed the first bottle I saw.
Empty.
The next? Also empty. And then the one after that and after that.
Where the hell did all my liquor go? I should have plenty... Ugh.
"Nodin!" I called out. "Nodin!!"
Where the hell is that little Shifter?
"Uhm... y-you called... sire?" Nodin asked.
Why is he stuttering like that?
"Where's my liquor?" I slurred. "Why are there so many of you?" For crying out loud... When did I get dour Nodins?
"Uhm... s-sire... are you okay?" He asked timidly. "I mean, you've-"
"No, I need more alcohol," I grumbled, cutting him
