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Heh, had something bigger planned for St. Patrick's Day, but yeah, things got a little hectic so I made this quick sketch during a lull at work

Poor William... Xana's passed out from her first time drinking, and guess which (un)lucky Manservant/ Buttmonkey gets the *a-hem* honor of taking her home.

Actually this scene's part of the much-delayed Xana x William story I've got over on FanFiction. The short little scene goes as:

"Uhm.. I think you've had enough Xana. I mean, you look like your-"
"Shush shuu" Xana said with a bleary look and sappy smile on her face, "I *hic* I'm use to drinking, is I is"
"Uh-huh" William said, disbelief dripping from his voice.
He and the inebriated blue-haired girl where sitting at one of the tables in the school's cafeteria, which, at night, was surprisingly packed full of students all enjoying the festivities of the school's St. Patrick's Day Party.
And somehow, someone had managed to sneak on to the schoolground's actual alcohol.
And of course, curious underage teens quickly grabbed as many cups of the stuff of they could or helped distribute it among their friends and their friends and even non-friends.
Which is how Xana chanced upon her first few sips of "the brew" and a few minutes (and three cups later) stumbled into William, who then led her to the cafeteria in hopes of sobering her up quickly before Jim found out.
Double unluckily though it turned out the cafeteria was the starting point for the brazen booze run, so instead of hot coffee William found only cold drinks of trouble (not the gassy kind though).
Still, he had to admit that even drunk Xana was looking hot.
Her choice of wear was a top so dark green it was almost black, with a white circle on the chest with a split heart in its center while a dark brown skirt with little tassels and matching dark brown strap sandals finished off her ensemble.
William himself was wearing a gray shirt and dark blue jeans with a green belt and a brown leather jacket, which at the moment was hanging from the headrest of his chair as he tried to get Xana to stop slurping down some shooters she'd managed to grab on their way in.
"Is yoosh saying Imma lying?" Xana said, trying to sound angry but failing as she glared at William.
"No" William said carefully, trying not to irritate her anymore, "But you should know your limits, and I just think you've reached yours"
Xana scoffed and laughed, waving a hand.
"Naws, I can goes on. See?"
And before William could stop her she quickly downed three of the five little glasses on the table.
"Xana stop!" William shouted as he grabbed her hand as it reached for the next glass, and surprisingly she did.
In fact, the whole room seemed to freeze, or so it seemed to William. He didn't know what it was- the softness of her skin, her heartbeat he could feel at her wrist, the blush of her cheeks or the strange needing look she was giving him, but for that second his heart skipped a beat.
And then time regained momentum as Xana suddenly placed her hand on his knee and started sliding it up his thigh.
"Hey what are you- Oi, watch that hand, watch-!"
"Sssh.." Xana said, pressing a finger to his lips.
Again that strange look on her face, and William felt his cheeks burn red.
"William, I need to.. tell you something.." she said in hushed tones as she slowly moved her face closer to his.
"I- I-"
"..Yes?" William asked, his heart a frantic drum in his chest, Xana's lips inching closer and closer to his.
"I- I don't feel so good?"
"What-?" Wiliam said and then jerked back as Xana suddenly dipped down her head and threw up all over his lap.
The room echoed with "Ewws" and other grunts of disgust while William just sat there, frozen in shock by both this sudden turn of events and the awful feel of hot sick on his thighs.
"... sorry" a soft sad voice came from under the table.
"It's.. it's okay" William said, and patted her on her back.
"I'll clean it up..."
"Uh, it's no problem really" William said, reaching for his cellphone, worried again about her wandering hands and possibility of Jim walking in at this particular moment. "I'll just get someone to go to my room and get-"
"All done" Xana said as she sat back up and slumped against her chair, her face white and tears in her eyes.
"What?!" William looked down, and saw his pants completely clean, not a drop of vomit anywhere, not even the floor. He glanced at her face, and saw even that was clean.
"But- how?"
"Heh... is my.. secret" Xana smiled tiredly, and slumped against his chest where, with a happy sigh, she quickly slipped off to sleep.
William waited few minutes, to make sure she wasn't going to vomit again, before he slowly and carefully moved her off his chest and back into her chair.
Then, luckily, with help from a friend in the crowd, he managed to get her on his back, arms folded under her butt to help balance her, and slowly carried her off back to her dorm room.... which would've gone much better if she hadn't kept stroking his hair and rubbing against him and distracting him so much he forgot about Jim, who didn't take to kindly to being bumped into or having a boy trying to sneak into the girls dorm with a girl, drunk or not.

Happy St. Patrick's Day

Description
Heh, had something bigger planned for St. Patrick's Day, but yeah, things got a little hectic so I made this quick sketch during a lull at work

Poor William... Xana's passed out from her first time drinking, and guess which (un)lucky Manservant/ Buttmonkey gets the *a-hem* honor of taking her home.

Actually this scene's part of the much-delayed Xana x William story I've got over on FanFiction. The short little scene goes as:

"Uhm.. I think you've had enough Xana. I mean, you look like your-"
"Shush shuu" Xana said with a bleary look and sappy smile on her face, "I *hic* I'm use to drinking, is I is"
"Uh-huh" William said, disbelief dripping from his voice.
He and the inebriated blue-haired girl where sitting at one of the tables in the school's cafeteria, which, at night, was surprisingly packed full of students all enjoying the festivities of the school's St. Patrick's Day Party.
And somehow, someone had managed to sneak on to the schoolground's actual alcohol.
And of course, curious underage teens quickly grabbed as many cups of the stuff of they could or helped distribute it among their friends and their friends and even non-friends.
Which is how Xana chanced upon her first few sips of "the brew" and a few minutes (and three cups later) stumbled into William, who then led her to the cafeteria in hopes of sobering her up quickly before Jim found out.
Double unluckily though it turned out the cafeteria was the starting point for the brazen booze run, so instead of hot coffee William found only cold drinks of trouble (not the gassy kind though).
Still, he had to admit that even drunk Xana was looking hot.
Her choice of wear was a top so dark green it was almost black, with a white circle on the chest with a split heart in its center while a dark brown skirt with little tassels and matching dark brown strap sandals finished off her ensemble.
William himself was wearing a gray shirt and dark blue jeans with a green belt and a brown leather jacket, which at the moment was hanging from the headrest of his chair as he tried to get Xana to stop slurping down some shooters she'd managed to grab on their way in.
"Is yoosh saying Imma lying?" Xana said, trying to sound angry but failing as she glared at William.
"No" William said carefully, trying not to irritate her anymore, "But you should know your limits, and I just think you've reached yours"
Xana scoffed and laughed, waving a hand.
"Naws, I can goes on. See?"
And before William could stop her she quickly downed three of the five little glasses on the table.
"Xana stop!" William shouted as he grabbed her hand as it reached for the next glass, and surprisingly she did.
In fact, the whole room seemed to freeze, or so it seemed to William. He didn't know what it was- the softness of her skin, her heartbeat he could feel at her wrist, the blush of her cheeks or the strange needing look she was giving him, but for that second his heart skipped a beat.
And then time regained momentum as Xana suddenly placed her hand on his knee and started sliding it up his thigh.
"Hey what are you- Oi, watch that hand, watch-!"
"Sssh.." Xana said, pressing a finger to his lips.
Again that strange look on her face, and William felt his cheeks burn red.
"William, I need to.. tell you something.." she said in hushed tones as she slowly moved her face closer to his.
"I- I-"
"..Yes?" William asked, his heart a frantic drum in his chest, Xana's lips inching closer and closer to his.
"I- I don't feel so good?"
"What-?" Wiliam said and then jerked back as Xana suddenly dipped down her head and threw up all over his lap.
The room echoed with "Ewws" and other grunts of disgust while William just sat there, frozen in shock by both this sudden turn of events and the awful feel of hot sick on his thighs.
"... sorry" a soft sad voice came from under the table.
"It's.. it's okay" William said, and patted her on her back.
"I'll clean it up..."
"Uh, it's no problem really" William said, reaching for his cellphone, worried again about her wandering hands and possibility of Jim walking in at this particular moment. "I'll just get someone to go to my room and get-"
"All done" Xana said as she sat back up and slumped against her chair, her face white and tears in her eyes.
"What?!" William looked down, and saw his pants completely clean, not a drop of vomit anywhere, not even the floor. He glanced at her face, and saw even that was clean.
"But- how?"
"Heh... is my.. secret" Xana smiled tiredly, and slumped against his chest where, with a happy sigh, she quickly slipped off to sleep.
William waited few minutes, to make sure she wasn't going to vomit again, before he slowly and carefully moved her off his chest and back into her chair.
Then, luckily, with help from a friend in the crowd, he managed to get her on his back, arms folded under her butt to help balance her, and slowly carried her off back to her dorm room.... which would've gone much better if she hadn't kept stroking his hair and rubbing against him and distracting him so much he forgot about Jim, who didn't take to kindly to being bumped into or having a boy trying to sneak into the girls dorm with a girl, drunk or not.

Happy St. Patrick's Day