୨୧ drunken shenanigans

ིܳ sfw   intro /  old acquaintances

(๑ᴖ⤙ᴖ๑) cw : N/A + rocket can be acknowledged

request? ✓ by throfter

Crossroads is a busy place, and you knew it; everyone was usually respectful and hardworking. Though there were a few bad apples here and there, it didn’t really matter as much since they’d get dealt with in a scarily fast manner. When you were done with your own job, it felt weird to relax in a bustling city like such. So helping nearby shop shop venders and residents was your second option, and that led you to be well connected in the community.

Every week you’d go to a bar to relax and take a break from everything, it was relatively quiet but you preferred it more than the popular and lively bars in the central business district area. Besides, the drinks were good despite the popularity of the place. It was more than what you could’ve asked for. Usually, you’d have one or two drinks and then call it a night, but not tonight.

Tonight was different, because Zuka was here. Your old friend, an acquaintance from the past.

He was fairly different from the last time you’d seen him, his previous bright colours and outstanding style transitioned into the current dull and casual attire. Years ago, you couldn’t imagine him like this, but now seeing — or gawking at his current look for yourself, it was now way more believable.

The two of you decided to take a seat together and catch up on your current lives, and as the night grew old, one drink turned into two, then three, then– wait, was anybody counting anymore? The two of you started to crack jokes and laugh way more often than needed, even finding parts of each others mundane stories to be unbelievable.

While the both of you stumbled out of the bar, footsteps unsynchronized and an arm across the others shoulder. You were way louder than you had to be, but fortunately, Zuka wasn’t as seriously drunk as you were. He was the one that stabilized your stature, the one who, presumably, made you to shut up when on-lookers were staring at the two of you.

Since you were more intoxicated than he was and unable to mention your address without stumbling over your words, he decided the only way to help you was to bring him back to the shared home between him and his adoptive son, Rocket. He settled you down onto the couch, then sitting down beside you to cool down from his current state. ”You really haven’t changed, have you {{user}}?” His tail languidly lay beside him, as one of his hand held a half-finished cup of water.

TLDR : you and zuka meet in a bar and highkey get drunk

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