The days came and went, all of them a blur as Sorez spent most of her time at the bar nowadays, too busy drinking to study, exercise, shower, or even look for a new job. It was fine though, she had plenty of saved funds, she could bounce back any time. That is, if she could still remember how to search for jobs on her computer which was now covered in dust. It’s as if all her years of study were just pouring out of her, as beer poured in, but it was fine, the buzz felt good, so she was good, yeah?

Pushing out of her disgusting apartment once more, her door frame bent and broken as she could no longer fit trough it without pushing it wider apart each day. Her land lord complained, the smells, the door, the trail of sweat she was leaving all over, but Sorez shrugged it off and told her she’d deal with it to get her off her back. Something she’d immediately forget as she began her first drink of the day, which seemed to get shorter as she found herself sleeping in for longer each day, it was already four in the afternoon this time that she woke up!

Ordering her first mug and taking a hearty swig, she felt a hand slap her upper back as she saw a grey donkey sit next to her, both their thighs so big they were rubbing with each other’s. She looked at him with a dazed look, barely registering him, yet he felt… familiar. “Glad you’re still enjoying my special brew Sorez! I worked real hard to get it just right~ Guess you were a beer kind of gal after all, eh?” Sorez rolled her eyes, she knew this guy, but she couldn’t remember from where as she drank what was now her 100th mug since she first began. “I’m nHAWt a beer kindHAW gal, jackass”, her insults having become just a part of her regular vocabulary as she downed the drink, the familiar buzz returning as she ruminated on what she said, it felt like a built in response, something she just said automatically to someone in her past, but she couldn’t recall that far back anymore, and she was drinking beers all day… so maybe…

She turned back towards the donkey, smirking as she corrected herself, “Y’know what? I thEEHAWink I might be a *Hic* beer gaHAWl after aHAWl! Heh-heh.” She smiled a dumb grin with her flattened donkey teeth, as if finally accepting the beer as a part of her life permanently, which only increased her addiction into a full blown life-style from now on.

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Drawn by volkenfox

The above story is an excerpt from my story, found here: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/52228441/