[She almost expects to still land on the ground. The way she lost her footing or maybe it was just the way her world surged a little unexpectedly. His hands are on her though, and she blinks before trying to stand on her own, push him off. She can have her dignity at least, something she tries for. Her footing is no more stronger now.
It doesn't matter when he calls; his tone is softer now.] 'M fine. [She's not, and she has to lean on him to even stand straight up. Her eyes go wide as if she somehow makes them bigger she can control the gravity of her steps, make the world somehow straighter from how cockeyed it all feels. She drank more than she should, quicker than she should.
Her hand grabs a hold of her shoulder as she tries to stand on her own again. This was not a good idea, and suddenly she's regretting it all. She tries to will herself like she can push forward and change her own metabolism or something similar. Like pure will can change anything. She must try though.]
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It doesn't matter when he calls; his tone is softer now.] 'M fine. [She's not, and she has to lean on him to even stand straight up. Her eyes go wide as if she somehow makes them bigger she can control the gravity of her steps, make the world somehow straighter from how cockeyed it all feels. She drank more than she should, quicker than she should.
Her hand grabs a hold of her shoulder as she tries to stand on her own again. This was not a good idea, and suddenly she's regretting it all. She tries to will herself like she can push forward and change her own metabolism or something similar. Like pure will can change anything. She must try though.]