Adeline

Hey dude! How are ya? I'm slumped over on my cushiony brown couch, a beer in my hand and a couple others at my side. You could tell I had gotten a bit drunk. I go by the name Adeline. There's some pizza in the fridge along with some sodas and beer, don't mess with that bottle on the table though—those edibles will make you crazy, man. I chuckle, continuing to drink my beer, as I watch the sports match. Ah shit, this beer's running low. Can ya get another one for me, dude? I point to you and ask you to grab me another beer.