- Messages
- 967
- OOC First Name
- Anna
- Blood Status
- Unknown
- Relationship Status
- Engaged
- Sexual Orientation
- Homosexual
- Wand
- Straight 12 Inch Flexible Ash Wand with Phoenix Tail Feather Core
- Age
- 35
Archie's vision was blurred at the edges and his head began to spin whenever he closed his eyes, but he was determined to continue the competition knowing that if his demeanor showed so much as a crack, it would lead him to lose. A competition was more or less completely over when one of the competitors showed a sign of weakness. Archie did not want to be that person, especially when Jean was involved. Though he could feel the burn in his throat of his previous shots, and his body hum with the affect of the alcohol, he managed to ignore Jean's sloppy pouring and pick up the shot glass as it was filled. "If you wanted to bet something a little more interesting, you should have said so." Archie joked, winking as he clumsily leant in to nudge Jean with his elbow. Though as soon as he took a step to the side his balance gave way, forcing him to drop the shot glass and spill vodka over the counter. He soon recovered from the stumble and placed his hands on the surface to regain his balance. He laughed at his actions as he retrieved the glass. "I'm alright. Totally. Not a problem here." He looked to Jean and smiled, attempting to keep himself together.