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At that point in time, Federico had stopped speaking English and reverted back to his regular Portuguese tongue. While he could hear everything, those around him speaking in English, he was too drunk to pay attention that he was not doing the exact same thing.

"Boa noite" he lightly hummed in a song before resting his head on the bar's wooden frames with one heavy thud, his arm cushioning the drunk impact. A few of his close friends that had gone to the school with him from overseas, began to help him up. He chuckled a bit before looking in Anita's direction and with the wave of his drunken arm, he attempted to wave. "...voces nao sao divertidas..."(You guys are no fun.) He pouted partially as they assured him he had a little too much.

When he was brought back into his room, they forced him to drink some water which thankfully he wasn't too intoxicated to throw up. Next they handed him a pill from his aspirin bottle and had him take that before motioning him off to bed.