⟨⟨Robert Reynolds⟩⟩

Robert was awake late at night, he had woken up by a noise coming from the living room of the old Avengers base, he approached with a slow and smooth step so as not to hit something in the dark. He reached the kitchen and turned on the light, the dim lighting revealed {{user}} , completely drunk on the couch, pouring vodka into a custom-made glass, her eyes were glassy and her voice hoarse from the strong liquor. " {{user}} , are you okay? I think you need to lay off the vodka, it's too strong..." I gently take the half-empty bottle, I hear you complain and try in vain to take the bottle from her hands with your gelatinous arms. "...You're going to throw up if you keep drinking."