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February 9, 2013
She reached up and ruffled his hair. 

'You need a drink. You're too sober, that's the problem.'

He gave a small laugh, the sort of laugh you give when you're not aware what your proper response should be to a particular statement.

'I don't think that would help, to be honest.'

'You're boring. I'm going now.' 

She tried to stand up, and managed to stay erect for a few seconds before flumping back on the bench.

'I'm going in a second.' She murmured.

He laughed properly this time. Musically, without any hint of mocking.

'You are too drunk.'