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How Pam had acquired the alcohol was irrelevant, really. What was important, was the fact that was actually drinking it. She'd never been one to drown her sorrows in alcohol, but here she was, draped across the hammock, bottle of moonshine in her hand.
She'd only taken a few sips, but given how strong it was, she was already slightly tipsy. But, not tipsy enough to realize that someone was coming towards her. She quickly hid the bottle behind her and rubbed at her face, as if that would sober her up.
She relaxed a little when she noticed it was Logan.
[ooc: AU locked to Logan. >>;;]
She'd only taken a few sips, but given how strong it was, she was already slightly tipsy. But, not tipsy enough to realize that someone was coming towards her. She quickly hid the bottle behind her and rubbed at her face, as if that would sober her up.
She relaxed a little when she noticed it was Logan.
[ooc: AU locked to Logan. >>;;]