When Karkat's drunk -gamkar-Karkat Vantas could do many, many things, but one thing he couldn't do was hold his liquor.More Like This
By the first shot, the room was getting kind of fuzzy.
By the second shot, it was starting to sway to and fro.
By the third shot, he was starting to hiccup.
And by the time he'd managed to steal and down half the vodka bottle, everything was starting to get blurry and slow. He stood up from his spot on the couch where a few of his friends were laughing and stumbled blindly towards a large purple smudge sitting by himself. "Hey, *hic* best friend!"
Karkat lifted a wobbly hand and waved at his morail, before sitting-or, more accurately, falling-into his lap. "Whatcha doin'?"
Gamzee laughed and ran his hand through his friend's hair. "Just all up and chillin', bro."
"That's veeeeery *hic* interestin'." Karkat answered with a drunken smile. "Why aren't you *hic* out talkin' and dancin' and *hic* all that fun party shit?"
"I don't really think I'm really in the mood for it right now."