Alcohol induced panic was starting to set in, making things worse for him than it should of been. His head started to feel even more dizzy, and his words were starting to slur even worse as he stumbled his way through the crowd. That is until he ran into what seemed like a wall of a man.
"Get out of my way! I refuse to marry that Hana person, I-" he managed to slur together, rather loudly before falling onto his back. "I think I may need another drink..."
If her ears had been their proper shape- as she liked to think of it- they would have perked up. She smirked to herself and moved toward the voice.
"Well now, that's not very nice. You'll hurt a girl's feelings."