Streets of His City | Chapter 4
The barkeep, who was also watching the bobcat, sighed and walked over to the drunkard's table. "up on your paws, mate." the bobcat swatted at the raccoon with his paw, made some sort of unintelligible reply and continued snoring. "alright, then."
A Voluptuous Lizard's Adventures in Skyrim
Whether it be bandits, undead, a devious npc like drunkards, racist nords, thalmor, or other shady individuals or anything else that comes to mind.
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Twenty Six
Have you got a piss trough for the drunkards?" enora ground the sole of her boot into smoldering grass. “a what?" “a piss trough, for the drunkards! mirelle's friend beka made me pour one over my head the last time i nearly set myself on fire."
The Maiden Squad: Chapters One - Six
“your furball here caught a thief robbing the drunkard a few nights ago.
Westfurd University| Chapter 4
As the night grows shorter, so does my patience for taking selfies with drunkards who immediately post them on social media with some uncomfortable caption that only someone drunk would write.
Kobold Krafts (at work)
To the left of the entrance sat a massive bar currently being invaded by dancers, drunkards, partiers, lowlifes, and the all-around ill repute.
Ander - Part 5: Subchapter 4
Othello, heaving a drunkard out his door by the shirttails, which wasn't so abnormal by itself, but the heave-ee in this case was none other than - "oh gods, not again," kiana whimpered, wishing that a trapdoor would just magically open beneath her feet.
Serenifi: Great Scott! Part III: Scene 4
Tranquility: \*sings "for your eyes only", while dancing, and stripping, before the drunkards, until she is completely nude once again.\* familiar voice: hey la-fume! i thought i done told you never to come 'ere!
DREADWOLF Chapter 2
He picked a direction and began walking, or at least a wobbly drunkards version of walking that half the time had him stepping backward to regain his balance.
Healing Hands: Old Wounds
Clenching his fist around the glow, nemu watched as a barrier appeared around the drunkard's face, stopping him in his tracks.
Back Alley Payout
The drunkard paused for a moment to hiccup. "just call me t." "alright, t. you have the money right?" with a nod and some digs into his jacket pocket, t quickly handed him a wad of money.
Drunken Rage Part 1
"nine," muttered the drunkards son, being sure to speak quietly so as not to be heard. having encountered his father while under the influence before - many times before, actually - he was well aware of the older fox's thought pattern.