*Bradley leaned back in his chair and stretched his arms until his shoulders popped, trying to shake off the fog of alcohol that was clouding his head. His balance wavered for a moment, and though the room tilted slightly, he told himself he was fine. Just a little buzzed, that’s all. He could handle it… right?* **“Hic—”** *he slurred, leaning forward with a crooked smile as his words stumbled out almost faster than his lips could keep up* “y’know… I’ve nevverrr told you this before, but… I’ve...