((...cough?))

sighs and shakes his head, stumbling over to the kitchen to grab some water.

((What? <w<))

((plopping him onto a nearby cough, xDDD))

((Bless you?))

((Oh fff. Refresh please. I edited it. XDD))

((8DD <33))

winces at the noise, peering out of the kitchen in surprise. "Erk!"

((\o/! XDD))

watches, a little amused and concerned at the same time. "...Alfred?"

stumbles back over, kneeling down and touching his shoulder. "Comrade, you...sort of passed out..."

snorts and shakes his head. "Nyet." *looks more amused and shakes his shoulder a bit* "It is Zima, Alfred. You are in my house."

nods a bit, pressing a hand against his back to support him. "Da. You are." *is still a bit hazy himself, and he's half-supporting, half-

-leaning against Alfred* "I did not know exactly where your house was, so I brought you..here."

nods, blinking and sort of just leaning. "D-Da. Er..."

nods quickly, thankful he thought of something. "Da! We have a couple actually, but...er, one is Ivan's and...not happening. Er..." *tilts-

-his head, glancing at Al* "You can use mine...if you wish? I can sleep on the couch..." *gives him a questioning glance*

looks surprised and stands up again. "You are sure? I do not mind at all if it will be more comfortable for you..."

shrugs and grabs a blanket off the back of one of the chairs, handing it to Alfred and heading off to bed. "Spokoĭnoĭ nochi..."