[ hehe. well, he doesn’t argue. he just pulls out a bottle of something red and a glass from the Heliotrope Alcohol Storage Facility, and a bottle of something for himself and drops them all off on one of the tables. ]
If there was ever a day for drinking… [ this sure would be it. ]
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[ She can't get the waxy feeling off of her mind. ]
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well, sure. he waves her in. ]
Give me a mo. Any preferences?
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[ She would like something stronger, but she has some appearances she'd like to keep.
She walks right in and is once again reminded of how not relaxing Heliotrope is. ]
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[ hehe. well, he doesn’t argue. he just pulls out a bottle of something red and a glass from the Heliotrope Alcohol Storage Facility, and a bottle of something for himself and drops them all off on one of the tables. ]
If there was ever a day for drinking… [ this sure would be it. ]
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[ Sometimes, you just need something to take the edge off. She pours herself a glass and drains half of it. ]
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[ he’s cracking open his own drink and taking a sip. what if they all just did the sqx thing and got drunk as fuck constantly to cope. ]
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There isn't too much positive to drink for here.
[ at least for now. ]
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[ ma’am, that is a positive and a half. ]
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[ sir, you're desperate. ]
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[ that's a gateway to a problem. ]
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