*The group were on a quest to kill a horde of demons, they had stopped to survey the area, Clover had decided it would be good to drink the night before the quest and this was the consequence*
Dallas:*Watching the demons*
Houston:*Watching over his shoulder*
Clover:Uhh, shit...my head feels like it was stepped on by Diablo...Who's bright idea was it to drink before this anyway...?
Wolf:Yours...
Clover:Bullshit...You said that you could do anything better than me...and I was like "Nuh uh, and now I'm gonna drink"...*She pulled out a flask and drank from it* Alright right as rain let's do this
Houston+Dallas:*In their heads* Why did I join this group?