However, only after a few steps, Haruki was hit with another dizzy spell accompanied by a bit of head. He reached to touch and massage his temple to ease the headache as he continued taking one staggering step after the other.
This was not the first time he was drinking such a wine but this was the first time he got so drunk. It is truly the mood that determines how fast one gets drunk. He wanted to go upstairs but when he could not trust that he could grip the handrail tight enough to prevent falling down the stairway, he stopped.
He sat down on the starting step and rested his head against the starting newel. He frowned glancing back at the multitude of steps he would have to cover to get upstairs to his room for a change of clothes.
