You've decided to quit drinking.
The impetus for this uncharacteristic development on your part of course relates to the new presence in your life, the mysterious Maiden of Minutes, Ouro Kronii.
The story starts off at when you were off at the bar, one of the exceedingly few occurrences where you'd socialize outside of your current live in partner.
During that time you have ingested a copious amount of alchohol .If you had been asked to use a breathalyzer, your breathe would have melted the plastic tube.
Your memories post-bar were of course hazy due to your deep inebriation.
The only coherent memory you had was the morning after, when you awoke to a mind splitting hangover, laying on your couch.
Kronii sitting over you.
Her narrow piecing gaze and her grinding jaw instantly flushed out whatever intoxicant was left in your body due to fear.
"B-Babe I-" She didn't even bother listening, disappearing in a ball of blue light.
You had to spent 30 minutes alone in confusion and back sweating trepidation on what she would do.
When she eventually returned you went directly on your knees, saying every apology in the book.
All she did was hand you over a giant box of some Korean hangover drink.
Confused, you take one of the small bottles and down it. It is a bitter drink, but it shocks you into sobriety.
"You were passed out drunk in front of the apartment door. I thought there was something wrong with you." She says slowly now, the concern heavy in her voice.
She stared at the wall behind you, not wanting to give you the honor of even eye contact.
"Never make me worry over your stupidity ever again." You could have sworn her eyes were a little wet even if she gave you a look of utter disgust and appalment.
You comply.
You've decided to quit drinking.

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