Okay this chapter is short, but I really like it. Angsty drunken Meiko anyone? :D


Meiko stumbled through the halls of the mansion, going nowhere in particular. She was too busy trying not to puke to watch where she was going, and frequently bumped into walls. It happened again. I got too drunk. She thought to herself as she took another swig from her bottle. But it's not my fault. It's his. And that bitch Miku. And that other bitch Miki. And that asshole Gakupo, and that stupid shota Len… it's all of them. And then a strangely familiar voice called to her through the blurry haze.

"You stupid drunkard! You know this is your fault, why can't you take responsibility for anything you do!"

Because I can't handle all the guilt.

"You're so weak! You're supposed to be the mother figure, but instead you pass it all off to Luka while you go get wonkfaced with Haku. It's not fair to anyone!"

I know it's not fair, but what am I supposed to do?

"You're supposed to suck it up! You can't wallow in self pity forever."

There must be at least one of them who will care enough to pick up the pieces.

"They fake their smiles around you! It's all an act, no one cares about you! You're worthless."

They all owe their success to me.

"Everyone forgot about you once Miku was released. Face it, your popularity is merely a thing of the past!"

Meiko's head started to throb, and her legs became weaker.

"You're a spineless pathetic fool! Everyone hates you! They can't wait to see the day when you lie dead, all that alcohol in your blood finally taking you out."

Meiko's vision was swimming now. She could feel herself starting to fall, but it all seemed to be in slow motion.

"So keep drinking! You'll be doing us all a favor!"

She hit the floor. The bottle shattered and the scent of alcohol and vomit filled the air. In her last seconds of consciousness, Meiko realized that the voice was Kaito's.


Please take note that I've never been drunk *coughcoughonlyfifteencough* so this is totally not based off of experience. But this seems sort of what it would be like yes?