Girls Night In
Who:Fred, Cordy, Harmony, Elektra, Kaylee and Pinkie Pie
What:A night for the girls to relax and unwind
When:Thursday Night
Where:Caritas
Rating:DD for definitely drunk??
Fred surveyed Caritas from her current perch -- the long, well-worn plane of the bar. Standing behind it had proved more difficult than she'd anticipated, too many nights filling in and bar-tending from there. And the stools brought along a whole 'nother fresh wave of memories. There was more than enough good behind the hurt to ward off any real, lingering sadness. But there was something to be said for preventative measures.
This, at least? Was new. She's never really been the sort to be found up on bars...
Well, except that one night in undergrad. But that was another story altogether.
Her gaze slid over to her companion, sitting silently to her right.
"Ok, so here's the deal. I know we took a bit of a break from each other, but that's alright. Sometimes you need that, I think, time apart. But we're going to have fun tonight. I don't know if I can be any clearer about that. You'll be nice to me, I'll be positively personable right back...
She looked down at the still unopened bottle of tequila, the very same brand she and Kaylee had overindulged in --- what? Six months ago? Seven? It might've been sometime right after Valentine's Day. It's what prompted the evening out, after all. Looking at the way the light caught the amber liquid, Fred couldn't help but think just like her seat on the bar? Her perspective had changed so much since then. She couldn't even begin to --
Right. Tequila.
"Deal?"
She took the silence that followed as a form of amicable agreement.
Because tonight, on a whim, she's claimed Caritas as her own. And Cordy seemed to see the appeal of the idea as well. A few accepted invitations later, there was a certain promise to the evening. Off a smile Fred kicked one of the barstools and watched it spin.
It was going to be a long night. A good, long night.
What:A night for the girls to relax and unwind
When:Thursday Night
Where:Caritas
Rating:DD for definitely drunk??
Fred surveyed Caritas from her current perch -- the long, well-worn plane of the bar. Standing behind it had proved more difficult than she'd anticipated, too many nights filling in and bar-tending from there. And the stools brought along a whole 'nother fresh wave of memories. There was more than enough good behind the hurt to ward off any real, lingering sadness. But there was something to be said for preventative measures.
This, at least? Was new. She's never really been the sort to be found up on bars...
Well, except that one night in undergrad. But that was another story altogether.
Her gaze slid over to her companion, sitting silently to her right.
"Ok, so here's the deal. I know we took a bit of a break from each other, but that's alright. Sometimes you need that, I think, time apart. But we're going to have fun tonight. I don't know if I can be any clearer about that. You'll be nice to me, I'll be positively personable right back...
She looked down at the still unopened bottle of tequila, the very same brand she and Kaylee had overindulged in --- what? Six months ago? Seven? It might've been sometime right after Valentine's Day. It's what prompted the evening out, after all. Looking at the way the light caught the amber liquid, Fred couldn't help but think just like her seat on the bar? Her perspective had changed so much since then. She couldn't even begin to --
Right. Tequila.
"Deal?"
She took the silence that followed as a form of amicable agreement.
Because tonight, on a whim, she's claimed Caritas as her own. And Cordy seemed to see the appeal of the idea as well. A few accepted invitations later, there was a certain promise to the evening. Off a smile Fred kicked one of the barstools and watched it spin.
It was going to be a long night. A good, long night.