
“not much can do that these days,” he said, downing a bottle of whiskey ( his 5th one in the last thirty minutes ). “not even you.” that was what happened when ky got into one of his lower moods – alcohol had the wrong effect on him. when that happened, he had to deal with emotions that were close to a humans. it would get better once he sobered up, but instead, he kept drinking the bottles down as if they were water. “i’ll be fine.”