Can I drink myself under the table? [Closed]
Characters: Les Charles. groovy_mutation and excessivehubris
When: Thursday evening at some point
Where: Commoveo
What: Drinking and Talking ... more drinking
Open or Closed? Closed
Rating/Warnings PG for theme?
When in doubt, drink!
When in serious doubt, telepathically nudge yourself and suggest you both go drink.
Well, okay that last one was a bit of a special circumstance but Charles was going to make the most of it because with the advent of a second Erik, the fall out from the chaos with the memories and the tree and of course Burke creeping around, Charles figured it was time for a conversation. So he'd reached out and nudged at himself until Charles had responded and he'd suggested a drink down at Commoveo.
Not the quietest spot perhaps but at least the alcohol was free and fairly plentiful and there were areas where the music wasn't too loud.
When he arrived, Charles bee lined for the bar to rummage up a bottle of whiskey -he missed his scotch damn it!- and a couple of clean glasses. A bit of scouring also yielded a bag of pretzels which he would call dinner!
Retreating to one of the corner booths, away from the worst of the music and the strobes, Charles tried to think of himself as a bright spot in the building to help Charles find him when he arrived. Pouring whiskey into both glasses, he decided to wait to start drinking and distracted himself with a pretzel instead.
When: Thursday evening at some point
Where: Commoveo
What: Drinking and Talking ... more drinking
Open or Closed? Closed
Rating/Warnings PG for theme?
When in doubt, drink!
When in serious doubt, telepathically nudge yourself and suggest you both go drink.
Well, okay that last one was a bit of a special circumstance but Charles was going to make the most of it because with the advent of a second Erik, the fall out from the chaos with the memories and the tree and of course Burke creeping around, Charles figured it was time for a conversation. So he'd reached out and nudged at himself until Charles had responded and he'd suggested a drink down at Commoveo.
Not the quietest spot perhaps but at least the alcohol was free and fairly plentiful and there were areas where the music wasn't too loud.
When he arrived, Charles bee lined for the bar to rummage up a bottle of whiskey -he missed his scotch damn it!- and a couple of clean glasses. A bit of scouring also yielded a bag of pretzels which he would call dinner!
Retreating to one of the corner booths, away from the worst of the music and the strobes, Charles tried to think of himself as a bright spot in the building to help Charles find him when he arrived. Pouring whiskey into both glasses, he decided to wait to start drinking and distracted himself with a pretzel instead.