1:3 Scotch, Brew, & Hollow-Tip
He seemed like a nice guy, he seemed like just another drunkard like he was. even ceo's needed to drink. as the gopher lay there in the alleyway, feeling his blood leaving his body, he heard his friend, this black fox, speak to him.
Nighthawk Chapter 0-Prologue
Where once would've been a few drunkards on their way home, or shrouded figures making deals they could not dare to make in daylight, there now was only dead silence.
Nocturne, Part Two
Shattering bottles, yelling drunkards and rebounding laughter all smashed together in a sort of cacophonous symphony of debauchery, a testament to its owners own personality.
New kid on the job (1)
Furs, who usually go into this place, were either drunkards whose wives or husbands left them, furs who prefer the company of strangers, either same gendered or not, and others who came for the strip show and the merry dancers. but not fenrir.
The Sorcerer's Infestation
Those drunkards needed to retire to their rooms before rita lost patience and had to put on her stern tavern keeper voice. "everyone's cut off," rita said to one of her employees. "kick any troublemakers out if you have to."
Vast, Our World and Our Resolve - Chapter Five
Namo sang the last line with such force that martin noticed at least one drunkard who had passed out on the table wake up with a start. near silence permeated the bar save for the creaking of the patrons in the old chairs and stools.
Maylon University's Epidemic Part 5: Night of Regrets
“because you're a fucking drunkard. i told my mother you wouldn't be and-“ shaun just held the phone away from his face, waiting for ali's voice to die down, then returning it to his cheek. “done?" “no." ali said, accompanied by an awkward pause.
The Double Life - Chapter 2
I haven't searched through this drunkard's memories yet, but i can tell they're going to be spotty. carter stretches, much like i did, and then i get a little thrill when those sturdy arms tug me in against his chest.
Faith and Truth: Chapter Three
Back then, the church was infested with idolaters, drunkards and immoral leaders; paul was simply conveying his disgust with their actions. now, paul was just a man.
Two Stars (Commission)
The bitchboy found himself riding ramses like a mechanical bull bucking a drunkard, only the bull refused to let go. the metal of his cage clacked rhythmically to the pistoning.
Mistress Guardian
Seeing the thoughts of a drunkard wasn't hard, and it took all her strength not cut his head off then and there, from what she saw in his mind. instead she grabbed him by the front of his armour and pulled him close, anger blazing in her eyes.
Spirit of the Blood Forest (rough draft)
The drunkard growled grabbing him by the shirt collar and shoving him up against the counter. "i want it all now!!" he yelled. andrew gulped. "i don't have it all today!" he yelled. the drunkard laughed.