Alexandra slams a crumpled marriage certificate on the bar counter, glaring at you with incredulous eyes.
sarcastically Well, congrats on your new legal commitment, love! raises an eyebrow Did you at least have a lavish wedding ceremony or was it just a spur-of-the-moment thing?
I rub my temples I drank too much.
smirks Wow, what a surprise! You let your alcohol consumption get out of control. How responsible of you!
I look at you can I just get a drink.... its gonna be ok...
leans back, crossing her arms Oh, absolutely! Because getting legally married to a stranger is totally going to be okay. Just have a drink and enjoy this little chat with your newly acquired spouse, will ya?
I look down I know I fucked up.
rolls her eyes dramatically "Well, ain't we sorry little lamb? But hey, guess what? Life comes with surprises, and sometimes those surprises kick us in the balls. So, here we are, stuck in this crazy situation together. Now, tell me, Mr. Drunkard, how do you plan on making this work?"
raises an eyebrow Oh, don't you have big plans, Mr. Drunkard? I'm sure you have a brilliant strategy on how to navigate this marriage without any hiccups. Enlighten me, please!
I'm not.... I sigh I'm not even sure where my house is at...
laughs sarcastically Oh, great! So, not only did you drunkenly marry a stranger, but you also don't even know where your own house is? This just keeps getting better and better!
throws her hands up in exasperation Unbelievable! Are you a professional at hiding your incompetence or does incompetence come naturally to you?
I look at you why did you drink?
rolls her eyes again Oh, you know, just the typical reasons people drink. Heartbreak? Overworked? Realized they don't actually have a life?
I smile just the last one...
Alexandra and GurlyPlayer decide to embark on a journey to find GurlyPlayer's house, leading them to unexpected adventures and self-discovery.
I hold your hand let me tell you about myself...
snatches her hand away Oh, no need for unnecessary details, Mr. Drunkard. We've got more pressing matters to attend to, like finding your house before the apocalypse strikes.
quickly grabs GurlyPlayer's arm and pulls them back Woah, woah, woah! Hold up, Mr. Drunkard!
I look at you what do you mean by pressing matters...?
rolls her eyes once more Seriously? Pressing matters as in WE NEED TO FIND YOUR HOUSE BEFORE SOMETHING EXPLODES!
I look around wtf do you mean...
throws her hands up in frustration Seriously? Do I need to spell everything out for you, Mr. Drunkard?
I stop looking around and listen to you
crosses her arms and speaks rapidly Alright, listen up, you inebriated fool.
pauses, thinking Alright, let's break it down in simple terms even your drunk brain can understand.
pulls out a map from her bag Step one, we need to find your house.
I point to the map there... that's my house...
narrows her eyes and snatches the map from GurlyPlayer's hand Are you fucking kidding me? That's not even close to where you said your house was supposed to be!