and you're drinking them down with cheap alcohol; [active/complete]
Characters: Leon Kennedy and Claire Redfield
Content: Singles Awareness Day and drunken friends. Awkwardness ensues.
Location: Claire's apartment
Time of day: evening, Valentine's Day
Warnings: inevitable awkward and they both can have potty mouths sometimes.
Claire had "borrowed" one of the bottles of expensive whiskey from the bar, and a couple shot glasses, rather than staying down in the bar itself she'd insisted if she was going to get drunk on Valentine's day she wasn't going to do it where couples were likely to be at least part of the night. Not that she really expected to be drinking enough to consider herself drunk. She was by no means a lightweight, even if in her older age she'd cut back somewhat on her drinking, it still took a good few shots of the strong stuff to get her loose enough to feel inhibited.
Three shots in and she was starting to feel it, although she wasn't concerned yet.
"You know what the worst part about being stuck here on Valentine's Day is? No discount candy tomorrow." She smirked a little over at Leon as she leaned forward from her seat on the couch, reaching for the whiskey bottle again. "That used to be the only decent part."
Content: Singles Awareness Day and drunken friends. Awkwardness ensues.
Location: Claire's apartment
Time of day: evening, Valentine's Day
Warnings: inevitable awkward and they both can have potty mouths sometimes.
Claire had "borrowed" one of the bottles of expensive whiskey from the bar, and a couple shot glasses, rather than staying down in the bar itself she'd insisted if she was going to get drunk on Valentine's day she wasn't going to do it where couples were likely to be at least part of the night. Not that she really expected to be drinking enough to consider herself drunk. She was by no means a lightweight, even if in her older age she'd cut back somewhat on her drinking, it still took a good few shots of the strong stuff to get her loose enough to feel inhibited.
Three shots in and she was starting to feel it, although she wasn't concerned yet.
"You know what the worst part about being stuck here on Valentine's Day is? No discount candy tomorrow." She smirked a little over at Leon as she leaned forward from her seat on the couch, reaching for the whiskey bottle again. "That used to be the only decent part."