"I don't know about that," I say uneasily as I follow him. He's having more alcohol. He's allowed to, I'm not his dad, and I don't want to make decisions for him, but...

But he's upset, and he's never been drunk before, and I have a duty to at least try to make him be aware of how bad he'll feel.

"Maybe you've had enough alcohol?" I suggest lightly. "I can get you something nicer?"