[Alcohol is something McCree has missed - way more than he would have anticipated missing. There'd never been much opportunity to get absolutely smashed on base, even though there's been a fair few times he's indulged.
But this is a party! Parties mean fun and fun means booze, even if the booze is being served from a pot he's pretty sure something tried to kill him with. Of course, while indulging is all well and good there's a few factors McCree hasn't considered.
Or, okay, just the one big one - he's already lost several pounds on this tropical hellcation. While, sure, the metal arm is plenty sturdy, it's damn well not absorbing any of the shit he's been drinking. On top of that, the change in diet and shift in exercise routine (mainly that he hasn't really...been doing anything, too concerned with Not Dying) means he's already down enough mass that what he thinks is enough to get him well and tipsy is just enough to push it...farther.
Whups.
He's not quite to blackout drunk, but he's definitely well and truly gone. He can be found sprawled out next to the bonfire, definitely closer than he probably should be?, with his spurs dug into the ground. Anyone who gets close to him will get a cheerful tip of his hat and an enthusiastic wave. Maybe even a howdy, if they seem to be in a good mood.]
Jesse McCree | OTA
But this is a party! Parties mean fun and fun means booze, even if the booze is being served from a pot he's pretty sure something tried to kill him with. Of course, while indulging is all well and good there's a few factors McCree hasn't considered.
Or, okay, just the one big one - he's already lost several pounds on this tropical hellcation. While, sure, the metal arm is plenty sturdy, it's damn well not absorbing any of the shit he's been drinking. On top of that, the change in diet and shift in exercise routine (mainly that he hasn't really...been doing anything, too concerned with Not Dying) means he's already down enough mass that what he thinks is enough to get him well and tipsy is just enough to push it...farther.
Whups.
He's not quite to blackout drunk, but he's definitely well and truly gone. He can be found sprawled out next to the bonfire, definitely closer than he probably should be?, with his spurs dug into the ground. Anyone who gets close to him will get a cheerful tip of his hat and an enthusiastic wave. Maybe even a howdy, if they seem to be in a good mood.]