Nocturne Summit this little piggy went to the liquor store

he'd not felt the effects the otherworldly flora until a sudden weight took hold of his chest, a tightening that made his muscles constrict involuntarily. he didn't want to alarm the girl and so attempted to play it off as nothing more than a cramp - a cramp in the god damn lungs. "yeah" he let out, a few coughs escaping him in the process, "you know, like..." though rather than finishing the sentence, he lifted a inky foreleg to make the telltale cuckoo sign with his paw.

anything else that had come out her mouth from that point on had gone unheard, for he was far too busy trying to figure out why his vision had blurred and three more replicas of the pale sylph had suddenly appeared. "why are there three of you?" he questioned, voice a bit slurred as he took a step in her direction and lifted a paw to try and boop her on the snoot with.