horace - jupiter - seventeen - first cohort
horace couldn't help but smile as he examined the bottle. almost empty. horace finished it and placed it back onto the table. "looks good." he said, the champagne was already working it's magic; horace felt slightly intoxicated, even though usually it took a whole lot more to get horace drunk. the son of jupiter stares at chowilawu for a second or two. "listen, chowilawu, please don't break my," hiccup. "heart." the words came as a soft slur, and horace opened another bottle of champagne. he drank and drank and drank until a quarter of it was gone. horace smiles lazily and flops down onto his bed.
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