[He knew this was a bad idea, but he still went for it. He knew that this was going to come right back into his face, but he didn't think too much to it until it really happened. He was just so focused on his feelings and he was so focused on the kiss and everything, especially whenever she returned it.

... And then she pulled away. His heart practically skipped a beat, he almost reached out for her, but he stopped himself. He didn't want to possibly make another mistake tonight.]

N-no you're not. You're still Marceline, and... [Eridan takes a deep breath, placing his hands over his face. Ugh, that was. That was so dumb. Before he speaks again, he pulls his legs up as close as he can to himself, crossing his arms over his knees, burying his face into them. ] I'm still a fuckin' drunk as shit idiot who shouldn't hawe ewen come to this fuckin' party in the first place, because he knew there was somethin' fuckin' fishy and he probably wouldn't hawe done stupid shit like this in the first place.