Melania's eyes are wide as I down my shots. Good. I think I impressed her. She laughs and says, I live to fetch,
Verdandi hands me a bar towel and the mug which still has some cider in it. I dab carefully at my eyes but the makeup still smudges a bit despite my best efforts. I manage something like a smirk as I down the cider. oh God my throat feels raw.
Verdandi's sunny smile and her praise, That's was better than I expected. You do have some tolerance to you. make me feel like it was worth it.
She also gives me the bottle of violet stuff.This wine matches your hair and it would make me happy if you took it as a consolation prize, for being a great sport. And this too, An she kisses my cheek. I know which one I value more.And now you owe me a favor. Would you mind if I waited on it? I'd like to think about it first, Damn that smile. I'd give her just about anything she asks for when she flashes that smile around. I nod. She can take all the time she needs. I can feel the whiskey burning inside me.
Verdandi changes the topic, Did either of you attend the masquerade last week?The Tavern was a-twitter with news of how much fun it was and I'm sorry I missed it but a friend needed me. I did provide the liquor though so I was in there in spirit,How was the punch?
Melania says she didn't go, wasn't here in town yet. Then she looks at me. I giggle. "Yeah. I went. Punch was great." That wasn't all that was great at that party but I ain't talkin' bout THAT. Not right now. Be kinda rude of me or somethin'.
"Missed one heck've a party, Lannie," I smirk; "You too Ver-verdandi." Damn that stuff hits hard.
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Date: 2009-09-02 08:55 pm (UTC)Verdandi hands me a bar towel and the mug which still has some cider in it. I dab carefully at my eyes but the makeup still smudges a bit despite my best efforts. I manage something like a smirk as I down the cider. oh God my throat feels raw.
Verdandi's sunny smile and her praise, make me feel like it was worth it.
She also gives me the bottle of violet stuff. An she kisses my cheek. I know which one I value more. Damn that smile. I'd give her just about anything she asks for when she flashes that smile around. I nod. She can take all the time she needs. I can feel the whiskey burning inside me.
Verdandi changes the topic,
Melania says she didn't go, wasn't here in town yet. Then she looks at me. I giggle. "Yeah. I went. Punch was great." That wasn't all that was great at that party but I ain't talkin' bout THAT. Not right now. Be kinda rude of me or somethin'.
"Missed one heck've a party, Lannie," I smirk; "You too Ver-verdandi." Damn that stuff hits hard.