We need a bar, pronto.

[my_fingerpoints]

[ phoenis is shuffling around in a large fridge in the kitchen. it wasn't there before, but he had only realized this earlier in the day. when he had taken a look inside, he noticed that it was FULL of soju - a different name for sake in another country - which was why he suggested taking ema out for a drink later that day. if nobody was drinking

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[snackoos_ftw]

Not unless you'd classify the crumbs I managed to shake out of my last bag of Snackoos this morning as "something to eat". *sits down in a chair at a table, content to, you know, kick back and watch him do all the work* ...And since when did that giant thing appear in here?

[my_fingerpoints]

That's not exactly what I'd call something to eat.

[goes back to a pantry shelf and finds a container of assorted nuts, a bag of chips and french onion dip. shrugging, he just sets them down on the table as well, since they were mostly here to drink, not eat]

The fridge? I have no idea.

[snackoos_ftw]

Hey, it's all I had, and Mr. Gavin hasn't gone and gotten my Snackoos like he said he would. *grabs the bag of chips anyway--crumbs aren't exactly the most filling snack in the world, after all--popping them open and grabbing a handful* I just didn't feel like trekking all the way down here for something to eat.

[my_fingerpoints]

I don't blame you. It's a bit of a walk to just get some snacks.

[starts pouring the drinks for them both, taking a few cashews from the container]

Why is Gavin getting you yours snacks, anyway?

[snackoos_ftw]

*and takes her drink as soon as it's poured, sliding it her way*

Why? Because I told him to.

[my_fingerpoints]

E-Eh, just like that? Are you sure you didn't black-mail him or anything?

[takes his drink as well, turning it between his fingers]

[snackoos_ftw]

Blackmail? ...Like I'd ever do a thing like that. *but she smirks ever-so-slightly*

[my_fingerpoints]

Oh, come on. You can tell me.

[knows that smirk... somehow. just a gut feeling. takes a small sip of his drink, his face screwing up at the taste]

[snackoos_ftw]

Apparently, from what I heard, two little troublemakers appeared here one day and decided to drop water balloons filled with dye on some unsuspecting people... and Mr. Gavin was one of those unsuspecting people. *she can't resist a full-fledged smirk break through* All I know is that he had a very interesting hair color, and, when I snapped a picture or two, he became extremely self conscious; all I had to do was threaten to circulate a few of those pictures, and he was more than willing to help me with my Snackoo situation. *leans back in her chair, eating the rest of the chips in her hand*

[my_fingerpoints]

[wow, that story sounds SO FAMILIAR! phoenix tugs at his collar, laughing nervously]

A-Ahaha, oh, is that right? How... awful. For Gavin, I mean.

[downs the rest of his drink, still laughing at the memory]

[snackoos_ftw]

Wasn't it? But you see, the funny thing is that Mr. Gavin--and a few other people I talked to later--said that the two kids looked an awful lot like two lawyers we have here.

*was going to play it cool and take a sip of her drink at the end of that, but HOT DAMN; downing a mouthful of that = not the most delicious-tasting thing in the world*

*...and so she promptly spits it back in the glass* Ugh! *saved by the alcohol, Phoenix*

[my_fingerpoints]

[blinks in surprise at ema's reaction, but laughs it off as if the conversation earlier was of no importance or relevance to him whatsoever TOTALLY SAVED]

What's wrong? Never had soju before?

[snackoos_ftw]

N-No! *says the girl who apparently drinks beer ew, but there was that picture of her with it, sooo and nothing much stronger* How do you drink this plain? It's.... *pulls a face, eyeing the glass; words are failing her right now* Then again, since it is in a shot glass, maybe I should just... down it all.

[my_fingerpoints]

You don't taste it as much if you do down it, but then again, soju isn't exactly known for its taste. Might as well, right?

[laughs again, pouring himself another glass and chewing on some peanuts]

[snackoos_ftw]

It's not that funny. *and to prove her manliness, she picks up the glass, eyes it for a second, and then downs it; of course, she just has to slam the empty cup on the table like she's seen people on TV do it, because she's cool like that* There. *and then she pushes her cup his way; if he's getting a refill, so is she*

[my_fingerpoints]

Haha, good job, Ema. Have another. [immediately fills it to the brim for her, spilling a little over the sides mostly because he was thinking about random things]

Say, Ema. So, in the end, that Kristoph guy was the one actually got me disbarred... right?