[It takes more than a few moments to urge himself upright, and another several minutes to feel like the ground's steady enough to walk on. On his way out of the room, he grabs a bottle. He won't have much of it - he tells himself, he often tells himself - but it'll be good to have around. Just in case.
When he enters, he puts on a smile, shaky but grown out of a genuine impulse.]
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When he enters, he puts on a smile, shaky but grown out of a genuine impulse.]
Hey, Annie. Hope I didn't keep you waiting.