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At the high pitched sound the Spaniard cringed as it hit his eardrums and staggered over. 'Key!?' he asked, his speech slurred and his body tingling. Trotting over happily to his enemy, he practically leaped at him. 'KEY! It you!' He wrapped his tan arms around the male and giggled. He pressed the half drunken bottle of wine into Alaki' face and smiled, 'Wan sum!?' he asked, smiling and fidgetting. Letting go of the darker male he staggered away towards a room slightly away from the bar and main performance room. Squinting as he entered the room, he saw a large bed, covered in lacy bedcovers and fluffy pillows. J''adore jumped down onto it and shouted, unaware of just how loud he was being. While his usual voice was undertone and calm, he was now shouting and giggling as he went about his work. 'KEY!!!! COM HUR PUPA!!!
J'adore wiggled about on the bed, smiling, giggling and just being drunk. He was bored of waiting for Alaki. He didn't understand that Alaki was in fact his greatest enemy. How amused the grey male must have been at that moment. J'adore was totally intoxicated and way beyond any comprehension. Alaki was in full control of the situation. He could either leave, or take advantage. And if J'adore wasn't drunk he would have bet his life on Alaki being the type of person to do exactly the latter.
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