09-09-2020, 12:47 AM
REAVER ❝ MIKEY ❞ THE TYPHOON
Michael had honestly expected that, the moment he ceased being pregnant, he would drink himself into a senseless stupor. After all, the effects of withdrawal after going cold turkey had been hellish, and he could still remember nights spent curled up with a pounding headache, silently cursing his husband. However, once his pups had finally been brought into the world, he hadn't felt a massive amount of pressure to go back to copious drinking. In fact, the thought of it actually made his stomach turn slightly, although not because he had suddenly developed a distaste for the drinks. Rather, he just didn't like the idea of getting shitfaced when he had his children around. Even back in his bobcat body, he wanted to be lucid and able to take care of them at the drop of the hat. That meant no stumbling around drunkenly, or doing stupid shit. He'd still indulge occasionally, especially if it was in celebration of something, but he didn't feel the same itch as before.
Of course, it seemed as though Aphra had no such qualms. Michael wasn't even sure why he had bothered sparing the feline a glance as she had gone stumbling on by, but the moment he had seen her, he had winced. She looked absolutely awful, and it was easy to see why she was leaving a trail of whispering gossips in her wake. After a moment of hesitation, the reaver followed after her, if only to make sure she wouldn't go stumbling into the ocean and drown. Unfortunately, all his following meant was that he bore witness to her emptying her guts, causing him to recoil and gag. With a paw coming up to his nose, the feline grumbled at her, shaking his head, "Setting an excellent example for your kids as always, Aphra. Christ..." He glanced around, considering going to get Roan, but... there was no real reason to. The soothsayer couldn't do much for her, considering Aphra had made a stupid decision to gorge herself, and was now facing the fallout of that.
Of course, it seemed as though Aphra had no such qualms. Michael wasn't even sure why he had bothered sparing the feline a glance as she had gone stumbling on by, but the moment he had seen her, he had winced. She looked absolutely awful, and it was easy to see why she was leaving a trail of whispering gossips in her wake. After a moment of hesitation, the reaver followed after her, if only to make sure she wouldn't go stumbling into the ocean and drown. Unfortunately, all his following meant was that he bore witness to her emptying her guts, causing him to recoil and gag. With a paw coming up to his nose, the feline grumbled at her, shaking his head, "Setting an excellent example for your kids as always, Aphra. Christ..." He glanced around, considering going to get Roan, but... there was no real reason to. The soothsayer couldn't do much for her, considering Aphra had made a stupid decision to gorge herself, and was now facing the fallout of that.
AND ALL THIS TIME I HAVE BEEN LYING
OH, LYING IN SECRET TO MYSELF
OH, LYING IN SECRET TO MYSELF
— Reggan
— Reggan