Orion shrunk. Shrunk. And shrunk even further into his seat as he listened to Bonnie tell her horror story. He had been helped up by his guild master, but now, he wished he was still on the floor. Knocked-out preferably.
"Motherfucker!!" Orion shouted, just as Bonnie screamed, "Fuck! Bonnie!" he could feel his heart thumping rapidly on his chest, threatening to burst out of his rib cage.
"That's...fucked, Bonnie...fucked... the god slayer trailed off, his face ashen as he tried to pace his own heart. One. Two. Three. Four. Breathing exercises were put into measure as he got himself together. He was not sure what it was, but that story scared the hell out of him. Maybe its the alcohol, or maybe its the alcohol, but its definitely the alcohol.
Quince Haven II Bonnie Belle Notorious B.I.G.