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"'m not drunk... Jusht a bit tipshy..." the Doctor slurred, one arm draped around the Master's neck, tie tied around his forehead, and a glass of something strongly alcoholic in his other hand... The Master had lost count how many he'd had, but it must have been a LOT to get him this drunk... It takes a lot to affect a Timelord anyway, hence why he was still perfectly sober after a few drinks... It probably didn't help that whatever it was the Doctor was drinking, it was considerably stronger than his own... Why on Gallifrey had he agreed to this? The Doctor had already done various things in his overly intoxicated state... First there had

I can feel your arms around me I can feel your breath at my neck The warmth of your body pressed against me And yet... ...and yet I feel nothing for you I feel the midday sun scorch my face I feel a cool breeze stir my hair The smell of late spring at its sweetest at my nose And yet ...and yet I fail to see the beauty (chorus) Could i learn to feel again I've become so cold Could i learn to live again I've become so old Your hand leaves mine And I stand alone People come and they go And your leaving is nothing new I won't call out to you It futile and pathetic I'm stronger now And I don't think I want that to change I can stay like this