Sometimes one asshole friend isn't enough

[originalcopy]

Who: South and her intervention crew.
What: South gets some unwanted help.
When: Starting the day after Tucker brings South back to the castle
Where: South's room
Rating: R for potty mouths and subject matter

South had at least stopped throwing up everywhere, that had to count as an improvement right?  Tucker had found her curled up in an alleyway and dragged her sorry ass back to the castle, mentioning something about a shovel and 'banging her'.  York had come back from the Dead Zone which was good.  Not only because York knew her better than they did but he had less chance of getting his ass handed to him once she sobered up.

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[i_got_this]

She's still for a moment, listening to the whiskey, and then starts to uncurl and push herself from the bed. It's an arduous task, but not so much leaving her room as she is putting herself in the company of others. She staggers as she tries to pick her way over the lamp debris, looking at it in confusion because how did it get there, and then trips and falls against the wall.

She really wanted that whiskey. She was starting to remember what humiliation felt like.

[originalcopy]

He couldn't watch this. Sure he'd laugh his ass off at drunk South normally, but that wasn't this. He'd rather just get her sober and get it over with.

He moves back and gives her room to find her way to the couch or wherever she wants to sit.

sorry this is laaaate

[encryptedlock]

York pushed the door the rest of the way open and made his way over to South, crouching down and offering her a hand.

"C'mon. We're right here."

Re: sorry this is laaaate

[babyaliendaddy]

Tucker lifted his chin and sloshed the liquor again. He didn't look away from South, because hell, hadn't he seen the worse in all his friends?

[i_got_this]

South looks at York's hand, for a moment unsure what's going on again, but eventually she remembers and reaches up to grip his arm, using him as counterbalance in order to get up. She glanced in the direction of Tucker and suddenly wasn't so sure if she wanted alcohol or not.

"At least someone still is." She grumbles at York. An edge to hide how hurt she still feels.

[originalcopy]

"Come sit and try not to puke on anyone" Church nods in the direction of the couch and chairs.

[encryptedlock]

"Plenty of people are, South. You just gotta open your eyes and see us."

He'll help her over to the couch - her color's pretty awful. Alcohol is probably the opposite of what she needs right now, so he wonders if he can coax some tea or water or maybe some crackers into her instead. "You eaten anything recently?"

[babyaliendaddy]

"Yeah, we're here. Covered in vomit and all."

Tucker put the bottle down on the table, before he turned to look at Church. Then he too, took a step back for South and York.