[ The bow apparently amuses Dash a great deal, because there's more giggling here. Very noticeably the kind of giggling that happens when a person has imbibed a bit. He takes hold of Sungmin's arm and uses it very liberally for support.
Of course, when they get to the door, he has to disentangle himself for the keys. He puts off doing this for a moment to look at Sungmin again. ]
I think... I might not be lost. [ He cocks his head to the side. ] Not anymore.
[ That thought will flutter around in his head awhile until he's totally sober again, most likely. ] Right, keys... [ He fumbles around in the pockets of the bathrobe, miraculously extracting a set of keys with a giant fluffy, multi-colored keychain attached. ] Gotcha.
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Of course, when they get to the door, he has to disentangle himself for the keys. He puts off doing this for a moment to look at Sungmin again. ]
I think... I might not be lost. [ He cocks his head to the side. ] Not anymore.
[ That thought will flutter around in his head awhile until he's totally sober again, most likely. ] Right, keys... [ He fumbles around in the pockets of the bathrobe, miraculously extracting a set of keys with a giant fluffy, multi-colored keychain attached. ] Gotcha.