[He sinks down into a chair, covering his face with his hands.] So much for calling my coach.
[He's also starting to get the feeling the rest of the night wasn't much better for his dignity. For one, he doesn't remember anything past the second flute of champagne and that's a bad sign. Yuuri peeks up at Victor through his fingers.]
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[He's also starting to get the feeling the rest of the night wasn't much better for his dignity. For one, he doesn't remember anything past the second flute of champagne and that's a bad sign. Yuuri peeks up at Victor through his fingers.]
Was I really that drunk?