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Izakaya Drunkenness [OPEN]

WHO: Derek, Tatsuo, and Anyone else who is sad Japan lost Asia Cup 2019
WHERE: Some low key Izakaya in Tribunal Terrace
WHEN:Early to late evening (after 5pm) Feb 1, 2019
WHAT: Japan lost Asia Cup and Derek is being a supportive friend and helping Tatsuo mourn
WARNINGS: Drinking, alcohol, drunken crying, which will probably carry over into the Retrospec post

Derek, like any other ardent soccer fan, was following Asia Cup very closely. He check in on the game during lunch and was later sad to find that Japan lost. Due to Tatsuo being one of his close friend, his only choice was to support Japan and he was really hoping that they would win. Sadly, his hopes were replaced with disappointment. Of course, no one was a sad as Tatsuo. The look of forlorn sadness made Tatsuo look like a puppy that had been kicked multiple times. This only meant one option: Cheer Tatsuo up by taking him out for sake and food. What else was there to do? Tatsuo was there for him when Japan lost and then France's win in FIFA, so the only logical solution was to do the same for Tatsuo.

Instead of doing work he looked up an Izakaya, and sent out a text through all of Retrospec:

Due to Japan's loss in Asia Cup today, I mourn in the solemn moment for anyone else that was supporting Japan in hopes of a victory. I, as a supportive friend, am dragging Tatsuo to [insert name of place] Izakaya in Tribunal Terrace after work (after 5pm) and will probably be there for many hours. All others heart broken due to the result of the cup are welcome to come and join us in drinking sake, eating various food (yakitori, curry, omurice, yakisoba, etc.), and supporting each other in this sad loss. May Japan win next Asia Cup!

A bit of a dramatic text, but when is Derek never dramatic?

When 5pm hits, Derek drags Tatsuo to the Izakaya and starts ordering food. The establishment is small and quaint, but Derek heard the menu selection and food was excellent. And the place had good ratings on google.

If you come by, you will see Tatsuo and Derek probably on their 2nd or 3rd bottle of sake with various plates on the table. Join them and experience what it will be like to be around two very drunk CSI. Not there yet... but they will be.

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i. Closed to Tatsuo

[Derek reaches over and pours Tatsuo some sake into a glass until it starts to overflow into the class it is setting in.]

There ya go mate. Drink your sadness away.

[He then nudges a plate of chicken yakisoba towards him too.]

But don't forget to eat.

[He then picks up a stick of grilled chicken hearts and starts eating them off the stick one by one.]

II. OPEN TO ALL

So, you've decided to join the two blokes who are fairly drunk who are upset over a soccer match. Good choice. Derek will see you and open his arms wide with a goofy grin!

"Come! Join us!"

He lowers his arms and reaches for an empty glass and start to fill it.

"Japan's opportunity for a 5th Asia Cup title has been horrendously taken away."

Once the sake starts to overflow into the cup below it, Derek stops and offers the drink to you.

"Drink, in honor of the great battle fought by the country of the rising sun."

This is of course said with a really straight face.

Bakhura is grimacing at first, being sure to keep Derek at an arm's length on the off-chance that he might be drawn into an embrace -- but when Derek's arms drop, Bakhura will take one of the empty chairs next to the other man, sliding the $5 bill that he had promised to Derek earlier his way and grinning.

And among the three of them, Bakhura is probably the only one who is, at least for now, being a committed Egypt fan himself. Still, he's not entirely unsympathetic, having an avid interest in Japanese media himself, as well as in the cheap meal his empathy is going to be affording him tonight.

"I thought you said you weren't going to be giving me any alcohol?"

[Derek freezes at Bakhura comment. Blinks. And then starts drinking from the glass himself. He also grabs the five dollar bill and tucks it into his shirt pocket.]

I knew that...

[He drinks the sake until the glass is half empty.]

Then order what you want. We have some food still, but if there is anything you want just order it. And something without alcohol. Tatsuo and I are strictly drinking sake tonight.

[ Bakhura raises an eyebrow at Derek, unsure of whether he should believe the young man. ]

I'll start with whatever you've got left of that yakisoba there... [ he'll help himself to a plate, piling the noodles with the front of his chopsticks the improper way. ]

...though to be honest, I'm surprised that either of you have the energy to eat after a loss like that. If The Pharaohs had lost like that, I would have just crawled into bed and slept the rest of the day away.

[ And crawl into bed and sleep the rest of the day away is exactly what he did the moment he had a chance when Egypt had been knocked out of the World Cup a few years ago -- Salah had so much promise and yet... ]

[Derek lets out a snort.]

We could have crawled into bed and cried, but then we'd feel sad. Food and drink is the answer when you are sad. Booze to numb the pain and food to make it last longer.

Sleeping and crying are two very different things, and your only options in this country if you're under the age of 21 in addition to food and remembering that there's always next season.

[ The drinking age in this country baffles Bakhura even though he was born and raised here, being acquainted enough with his parents' families' culture to know that it's only 18 in Egypt - at least for beer.

Not wanting to get into that debate in the middle of what was supposed to be a party, however, he'll start shoveling some yakisoba into his mouth as if to emphasize his point. ]

You're wrong.

[Derek points a finger at Bakura.]

You have one more option... chocolate.

Unless it's Hershey's, of course... otherwise, I would be right back where we started.

[ Bakhura is visibly shuddering at the thought, the cheap and bitter taste of that mass-produced monstrosity on the tip of his tongue. Even though he's grown up in the United States, he knows there's better options out there. ]

Since you seem to be an advocate for the kind that actually works as a pick-me-up, though, have you got any on you?

Me? No. But I'm sure we could buy some here.

[Derek stands up and walk over to the counter, talking for a few seconds. He comes back and tosses a box of Pocky at Bakura.]

There ya go. Japan's finest.

[ To Bakhura's own surprise, all of that hand-eye coordination that he's acquired from video games finally pays off as the box hurtles his way, landing perfectly in the palm of his hands. ]

Pocky...? That's more biscuit than chocolate, though.

[ The wrap is tearing even as he's "complaining", and before long, said biscuit is in his mouth. ]

[Derek lets out a snort.]

Says the kid whose already eating it.

[Derek reaches over and takes one out of the box and sticks it in his mouth.]

We're in a Japanese izakaya, what kind of chocolate were you expecting?

I was only stating a fact, not claiming to dislike it... and anyway, I'm not a kid.

Haven't been since the end of October, actually.

[ Because you know, 3-4 months is a long time to be a Legal Adult, and being a Legal Adult and actually being An Adult are totally the same thing. ]

Kid, you're younger than me. Thus, to me, you're a kid. Accept your fate.

[Derek picks up a yakitori and then slides the plate over to Bakhura.]

Edited 2019-02-19 00:56 (UTC)

Then what does that make you, an old man?

[ He'll snatch a few yakitori for himself before Derek can take the plate away. ]

Nooooo...

[Derek takes a drink of sake and then coughs.]

It makes me a proper adult. Done university, graduated with two degrees, I have a full time job, paying off my loans, I rent my own apartment, and I own a cat AND an owl. You?

[ Bakhura pauses mid-bite, thinking his next words over carefully on realizing the hole he's dug for himself here. ]

But if being younger than you is enough to mean that I'll always be a kid to you no matter how old I get, then being older than me is enough to mean that you'll always be an old man to me no matter how many accomplishments you have.

Meanwhile, I still have plenty of time to worry about all of those things even though I'm legally an adult, at least two of which aren't going to be on my list once I graduate.

[Derek tried listening... really he did. But for drunk Derek brain... too many words to process. Derek waves a hand in front of Bakhura.]

A kid a kid. Accept your fate. Call me Sensei!

[He then swings an arm around Bakhura's shoulder. With is free hand he grabs a piece of Tamagoyaki and attempts to shove it in Bakhura's mouth.]

Eat, eat, eat!

[ Plucking the tamagoyaki from Derek's hand before he can succeed, Bakhura blocks any further advance with his elbow -- though he's easy enough to barrel over if Derek is determined (and drunk enough) to keep invading Bakhura's personal space. ]

Not if you're going to call me a kid, عمّ.

[ No, he's not going to translate that, because his mouth is full right now and that's rude. ]

Om?????

[That's what that sounded like to Derek.]

Don't you mean Nom?... But yes, it is yummy isn't it.

[Derek reaches over and grabs another tomagoyaki.]

Here have another.

[He places it on a plate in front of Bakhura. He then grabs a stick of yakitori and places that on the plate too.]

Oh you should also tries these...

[And then Derek just keeps placing pieces of food on Bakhura's plate... yup... he's getting pretty drunk...]

[Tatsuo tries to bring the cup of sake up to his mouth without spilling anything, but ends up spilling a little on the table anyway.]

Oops.

[He sips a little of the sake before setting it back down, wiping the spill up with a napkin, and reaching for the chicken skewer.]

Technically you can't drink sadness away, Derek. Pretty sure that's what my uni bio professor would say.

[Derek takes a sip of sake.]

Why don't we perform an experiment and try to prove him wrong?

Because alcohol poisoning is bad? How about I just eat my sadness away instead?

[srsly Derek, are you trying to kill him?]

Hmmmmm... Then why don't we go get tattoos instead?

[Derek holds up his phone with a message from Mariko.]

Mariko says it should be pretty. Though I'm not sure her definition of "pretty."

[Tatsuo looks at the message string, then laughs]

You can get a tattoo if you want, but I think I'm good.

Are you sure?

[Derek looks at the phone screen then back at Tatsuo.]

What's Mariko's favorite flower?

[Tatsuo shakes his head]

Nope. Not happening.

Oh come on! How about her face? I'm sure you got a picture in your wallet we could show the tattoo artist.

How about you get a tattoo of Blaise and Bronte?

[Derek lets out a snort.]

One does not put a tattoo of their pet on them. It's a girlfriends name... or flower. Which I have neither. Thus it is now thrust upon you to fulfill it my friend.

People totally do too get tattoos of their pets.

[and Tatsuo will google 'tattoo of my pet' right then and there to prove Derek wrong]

Look. Some of them even look decent.

[Derek uses one of his hands to cover Tatsuo's phone screen.]

This isn't about me, this is about you and you're need for a tattoo. You're highly more qualified for this experience compared to me.

[Tatsuo yanks his phone away from Derek's hand and shoves it at Derek's face]

No. Stop projecting on me. You want a big old tat on your back of Bronte. Face it.

NO! You are the one that needs the tat!

[Derek pushes Tatsuo's phone out of is face and back towards Tatsuo!]

Accept your fate!

[Rean promised to arrive, and here he is! He glances around the place for a bit before finally spotting Derek, raising his hand in a short wave and coming over.

...Ah, the offer is tempting, but at the end of the day, Rean is a boy scout.]

Sorry, gonna have to refuse you on that one. Only 20, remember? But I'm with you in spirit.

[He digs out his wallet (attached with a chain to his belt loop, like a 2008 emo kid), then pulls out a five dollar bill and sets it on the table.]

As promised. To the land of the rising sun.

[So serious... these dorks.]

[Derek lets out a slightly dramatic sigh (remember he's drunk) and pulls the glass towards himself.]

I guess I'll have to take one for the team and drink this one too... but YES! To Japan! May they win the next OLYMPICS!

[Derek takes a few gulps of sake.]

[It's pretty hard to forget he's drunk. It's pretty funny, though.

Playing along, he puts a hand over his heart in agreement.]

Indeed.

...Aren't they hosting, too?

EXACTLY!

[Derek tips the glass back again.]

Which means they will have home field advantage! They must win!... or... at least get 2nd... right after England.

[Derek knows where he true loyalty lies.]

Edited 2019-02-09 01:41 (UTC)

Heh. Homeland loyalty, huh?

[Rean's just going to slip into a seat.]

I mean, I'm from here, so I guess by that logic I have to hope we get the bronze. Doesn't sound like a bad top three, though!

[Derek gives Rean a bored look.]

Since when has the US team ever been good?

[That earns a soft laugh.]

I can't say you don't have a point, but come on. I feel like we have to at least pretend to have hope.

[Derek bobs his head from side to side, shrugs, and then takes another drink of sake.]

Whatever helps you sleep at night dude.

[Tatsuo had such high hopes for Japan when the Asian Cup started. Their performance at the World Cup the year before had been great until they reached the knockout phase, only to get thrown up against Belgium first thing. They'd had a great team then, but with the retirement of a number of central players, Tatsuo had wondered how Japan would do in the Asian Cup. But then they'd done great! Japan did well in the group phase and then seemed to just breeze through the knockout phase... until the final.

Tatsuo slowly sips a cup of sake, before turning to the person next to him.]

Nine goals! The man made nine goals. I mean, sure, four of them were against North Korea. But still!

[There was an entire conversation that preceded that comment, but it happened entirely in Tatsuo's head.]

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