Fairy Tail was just a baby tail with no actual body attached. Whenever she’d go out to the bar for some drinks, her friends would be like ‘hey, F-Tizzle, let’s get CRUNK’. But she really couldn’t drink that much because her tail would only soak up so much alcohol before it just dripped, dripped, dripped off again. Sometimes she’d get embarrassed about all the puddles she’d leave behind, but most of the time she’d just think, hey, I don’t have a heart or a fully functioning brain so what the fuck do I care?
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