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Fiori took his time wandering back to the room, humming scraps of song and pausing every few seconds to check the little box of snacks Cadmus had given him to take to Levi. He was stumbling, leaning up against the walls for balance, and when he tossed the door to his rooms open there was a soft flush starting to creep across his face. This may or may not have something to do with the nearly empty bottle of whiskey clenched in his fist. "Leviticus!!"

Levi had just put the pen back in the ink when he sharply looked up to Fiori at the sound of his name. He blinked, eyes glancing to the bottle of whiskey, then back to Fiori’s face. An amused half smile appeared on his face, “Fiori…are you drunk?” He lightly chuckled.

"Maybe." He smiled, bright and uncomplicated, and set the whiskey down on his dresser with a loud thunk. He hadn't meant to do it so hard. He also couldn't bring himself to care. "I have a present for you! Lotsa chocolate, Cads helped me pick it out!" He pushed the box into Levi's hands. "Open it!!"

“Oh, thank you” he laughed, took the box and opened it, peering inside at the chocolate. “This looks delicious,” he grinned, and picked up one of the pieces to examine it. Perhaps they had similar chocolates in his country.

There were a couple different kinds, but the piece Levi picked up was a little chocolate ball filled with caramel. Fiori's whole face lit up when Levi laughed and he cheered quietly, wandering over to collapse on the bed.

Levi took a bite out of the chocolate, his expression melting at the taste. “Mm…this is so good,” he said with his mouth still full. He looked over at Fiori on the bed, and put the rest of the chocolate piece in his mouth. “Looks like you had a good time.”

"Mmhmm," Fiori agreed, face buried in the pillows. "Kitchen party. Lotsa fun stuff" He gestured vaguely behind him at the whiskey bottle. "Someone said drinking contest. I think 'm drunk."

“I think you’re drunk too,” he laughed. “Did you drink almost that whole bottle?” He grinned, glancing over at the whiskey on the desk. He took his paper and folded it into a half, resting it on his knee for now. Based on how drunk he was, he would probably let him sober up before giving it to him.

Fiori hummed again, wrapping his arms around one of the pillows. "Course I did. I had to win the contest. Or… actually, Denali might've won, but I at least got second which is good." He frowned, turning over so he could look Levi in the eye. "That is good right??"

Levi continued to smile, “Of course that’s good! As long as you don’t get sick, but that would have been worse if you got first. So second is very good.” He tucked the letter away and stood up. “Do you know the time?”

Fiori sighed, relaxing when Levi reassured him. He was half pressed into the pillows, one eye watching lazily as Levi moved around his room. "I feel great! Or… kinda great. Semi-great?" He hummed, thinking about it for a second before he got distracted by Levi's question. "Um… an hour after I left?"

Levi laughed, “I guess that works.” He sat down on the edge of the bed, “Anyway, even if it isn’t late, I’m really tired.” Especially after writing the letter, it mentally drained him to focus on the details he had put off thinking about.

Fi hummed, rolling over a couple times and then patting the newly emptied space beside him. "Lay down. Get sleep, sleep is good! Sleep makes you untired, you'll be real happy if you get some."

“Truer words have never been spoken,” he chortled. Levi found drunk Fiori highly amusing. He laid back into the empty spot beside him in the bed, resting his hands clasped over his stomach.

Fi hummed when he saw Levi laughing, reaching up to poke his cheek. "You're laughing," he murmured, eyebrows pushing together in confusion. "What's funny? I didn't make any jokes, did I?" He hummed, trying to remember if he had. All the memories were kind of smearing together at this point.

He raised his eyebrows and looked over, still grinning. “You didn’t, but you’re just funny in general right now. You’re almost the opposite of what you’re like when you’re sober, and it’s very amusing.”

"It's cause thinking gets harder. Or… impossible? Or at lease really weird." He made a face, pressing his finger into Levi's cheek a little harder before he flopped the hand over his hip and smiled like he'd had a revelation. "You should get drunk too! We can be drunk buddies!"

“Hm! Yeah, that sounds fun.” Levi snickered. He didn’t get drunk very often, at least debilitatingly drunk. He’d gotten tipsy plenty of times at social parties and the like. “I’ll do that with you.”

"Yayyyy!" Fi cheered, rolling over onto his back. He must've been pretty drunk because his whole head felt like it was spinning from the momentum. "Get the whiskey! Let's have a drunk person party!"

He looked over at the whiskey in the table, “There’s not enough whiskey in the bottle for me to get drunk off of…you drank it all.” He jokingly pouted, rolling his head back to look at Fiori.

"You're so little though," Fiori protested, gesturing to him with a confused frown. "Little people get more drunk on less booze, that's just science and math and…" he hummed "… and other things, which I can definitely name."

“I might get a little bit tipsy with that but far from as fun as you.” He debated, “Unless you have some more stored somewhere close. I’m not about to go down to the kitchens.”

"Oh!" Fiori wriggled off the bed, half crushing Levi as he got to the floor and shook off the dizziness. "I've got some…" He rifled around in his dresser before he pulled out a bottle of brandy with a grin. "… right here! Catch!" He tossed it to Levi and then grabbed the whiskey and clambered back into bed.

“Oh!” Levi grunted at being half crushed, and watched him shuffle through the dresser. He caught the bottle in his stomach with a sharp, “uff! That works.”

"Good! I have whiskey if it doesn't!" Fiori pushed him to the side with more gentleness then he seemed capable of given his current state and flopped down against the blankets. "Now drink! I can't be the only drunk person, you've gotta join me!"

He sat up, laughing as he pried off the cork. “Not five minutes ago you were telling me to sleep! Don’t be surprised if I fall asleep halfway through our drunk person party,” he said before pressing the rim of the bottle to his lips.

"I changed my mind!" Fiori grinned at him, dimples pressed into his cheeks as he opened the whiskey and took a sip. "You gotta stay awake, I hate being the only person awake. Even if you probably need the sleep. You should just sleep, actually, am I a bad person for wanting you to stay up?"

He took a long drink and lowered the bottle. He brought his other hand to his mouth, coughing. As soon as he caught his breath her answered, “Nah, I wouldn’t be able to sleep anyway. If anything this’ll help me fall asleep. And to forget about everything.”

Fiori patted his chest wide worried eyes. The look was out of place on him. He ould be so big- so scary- and here he was watching Levi cough like it was the most terrifying thing in the world. "Forget? What do you need to…" He frowned, shaking Levi lightly. "The letter! I forgot about the letter!"