[that choice of wording rubs flynn about the worst way possible. HIM being pissy? and not even realizing why? yuri bloody well knows why! and it's a GOOD reason to be pissy. or is he really that moronic to not realize how utterly dumb the excessive drinking was?

oh yes, the leer definitely intensifies. his gaze briefly trails over to the other jungle, namely yuri's hair. that... looks bad. days like today make having short hair a true and utter blessing. mad as flynn is, he knows that yuri managing that by himself is unlikely. annoyance at stupid antics doesn't mean ignoring the fact that his best friend likely needs a hand to deal with that. this is why he starts walking over to the other man while beginning this little responsibility tirade.]

What I'm pissy about is how stupidly irresponsible you're capable of being. How the hell did you think what happened the other night was acceptable?! [he plops his bum down behind yuri and gets a solid look at what he has to deal with here. the jungle really has it out for his hair.] When I said ONE drink, I expected you to respect that, not to egg me on as though my being sensible was some horrible offense!

[now come here and let him assist with this mess of a hair disaster. he reaches out and starts to untangle some of the less accessible spots, doing so with a surprising gentleness that contrasts heavily with his current level of anger.]