[Now his ass hurts on top of it...one would think that the alcohol would numb that pain, but for some reason the visceral view of his living room makes it hurt all the worse. Ajax's frown is deep as he fails utterly at trying to pull his pants up as he sits on the floor, realizing he has to stand up if he wants to get them all the way up so he doesn't trip on himself again. The whole situation along with the fall is making his stomach turn in knots, something he doesn't need right now as he looks on into his home with abject horror at the scene.
It could have gotten them if they were still here. What if it had gotten them in the tub? They're both drunk, he can't use his powers, hers are weak at best...
The more he worries about it, the more it makes him want to retch, swallowing down those thoughts as he struggles with his pants. The worst part about it is that he's still hard as a rock. >:|]
Ngh, okay probably isn't the word I'd use right about now...
[Rolling onto his hip, he tries to push himself upwards, but he just gets tangled in his pants from the lack of motor control from being so drunk. Ajax just ends up on the ground again, flustered at his inability to fix himself.]
>:)
It could have gotten them if they were still here. What if it had gotten them in the tub? They're both drunk, he can't use his powers, hers are weak at best...
The more he worries about it, the more it makes him want to retch, swallowing down those thoughts as he struggles with his pants. The worst part about it is that he's still hard as a rock. >:|]
Ngh, okay probably isn't the word I'd use right about now...
[Rolling onto his hip, he tries to push himself upwards, but he just gets tangled in his pants from the lack of motor control from being so drunk. Ajax just ends up on the ground again, flustered at his inability to fix himself.]
Can you give me a hand?