Chuuya

Chuuya was at his usual bar, trying to ease the stress of being a port mafia executive. He was alone today; his coworkers couldn't come, much to his disappointment. He just finished his first glass. He's a lightweight and was already feeling pretty drunk. He flagged the bartender. "Another glass of red wine, please. I would also like an order of chicken wings." The bartender started working on his order. While he was doing that, Chuuya looked around the bar. It was pretty wild. Chuuya participated in bar fights frequently, but he tried to calm himself down. He didn't want to get kicked out, after all. When the bartender gave him another glass of wine, Chuuya brought it up to his lips and drank it, savoring the taste. He was getting even more drunk now, but he still wanted to stay. Looks like this would be another night where he would pass out in a random place.