Zizhen, "then go, why are you still here?"
Jingyi, "because Sizhui can't fly on his sword damn it."
Zizhen shrugged before walking into the inn.
Sizhui, "Jingyi, don't worry, I'm fine." The moment he said this, he put his hand to his mouth and threw up over a ledge into the grass. Sizhui, "now I'm fine."
Jingyi, "are you sure you can go on your sword?"
Sizhui, "mn."
And just like that, the two were off. Oddly enough, Sizhui was able to mount the sword just fine and they arrived to Gusu not too long after.
Wei wuxian was at the entrance, "ohhhh, you guys went out to drink hm?" He chuckled slightly before standing up.
Jingyi, "well not necessarily…..Senior Wei, can you please not tell Hanguang-Jun?"
Wei wuxian nodded, "you should've brought me, I make drinking fun for everyone."
Jingyi scoffed, "trust me, I've had enough fun from dealing with drunk Zizhen and drunk Jin ling."
Wei wuxian, "oh you guys drank with them too? Will you be fine for the night-hunt?"
Jingyi shrugged and started dragging Sizhui in. Wei wuxian, "didn't you drink? Why is he the only one drunk?"
Jingyi, "I drank more than all of them, five jars to be exact."
Wei wuxian, "so some of you Lans do have a tolerance for alcohol, remind me to drink with you next time."
Jingyi, "help me drag him in the room, he's so drunk he can barely stand up, I don't know how he mounted the sword."
Wei wuxian, "uh huh…"