Board Thread:Konoha General RP/@comment-26068742-20170827205639/@comment-26068742-20170828101640

“The same thing I do when I always go home, Drink until I pass out. This time I’m thinking of watching the sunset while I drink an entire bottle of Saki.” Deucalion said so casually as if he wasn’t ashamed of what he was planning to do later. It was always werid to how him and Sup Pung always had things mixing in with one another first their job, and now their walking home it was if fate was always bringing them together. It wasn’t that he had a issue with it, it was more of him just thinking on it.

As they continued to walk further down the road they would soon come across Deucalion’s house if she didn’t attempt to hug him nor say goodbye he would go to his door in hopes of opening. When he opened she would be able to see the bottle shards still on the floor with the stained liquor from two nights ago, as well as the furry cat she gave him. It would’ve been a sigh of Deucalion not cleaning up after  himself but after everything he’s been through do you really blame him?

He was so use to his sister taking care of everything and now that she was gone he had no modaction to do anything that hadn't been showering or changing clothes. Sup Pung would’ve had a chance to stop him but if she didn’t he would’ve closed the door and continued on to drink himself away like every other night.