burn my lungs 》drinking

Roxanne Roux would drink a few times to relieve herself of her problems but given everything happening at the moment, she had no time for it and she had to stay levelheaded as a Captain so drinking right now was not really much of an option for her to begin with. She couldn't really tell someone not to drink though it did infuriate her to see that it was Riftweaver who was stumbling around like a drunken idiot, her ears pressed flat against her skull and from the sounds of Corrupttimelines' displeasure... That vodka had been his until Riftweaver had taken it for his own stupid actions. It made her angrier. Roxanne would bite down on her tongue debating over what she should do in the given moment, she hesitated as several thoughts buzzed in her mind and paused before finally acting. "Riftweaver Roux. Drinking is not the solution to everything and not to mention, you clearly took something that isn't yours." A hiss would leave her jaws as she stomped forward with her tail lashing to the sides, her pupils narrowing down into dangerous pupils.

She would let out a disappointed huff shaking her head only to turn to Corrupttimelines as she began to apologize for the actions of her kin "Sorry about that... I didn't know he would act so foolishly or let alone stoop low enough to the point where he takes shit that doesn't belong to him... I'll try and make it up to you,"