Some of the boys got loaded drunk and they ain't got sober yet
Who: Butch Cassidy (painhumbles ) and the Sundance Emo Kids (mademyhell and thecrowingtobe )
When: Early in the evening on St. Patrick's Day to... God only knows when.
Where: At first the Apartment of Emo, and then THE WORLD.
Summary: When Jinx told Gabriel he needed to learn to get along with her boys... Getting them drunk was probably not what she had in mind.
Warnings: DRINKING, MANLY MEN DOING MANLY MEN THINGS, PUNCHING. WOLF PACK SHENANIGANS. ...IDK.
The benefits of being an angel meant you could just easily be wherever the hell you wanted to be. The downside in Siren's Port was that there were only a limited number of places Gabriel could be. These days? It was mostly the Purgatory, his warehouse, the darker parts of the island where no one cared if a couple of jackasses got their asses kicked for being asses.... And Jinx's apartment. The apartment she was rarely in these days. He had some restraint not to bother her at work- geez, the girl was working herself to death as it was, she didn't need him looming all over her, even though he wished she'd taken him up on the Zombie Bob Fosse idea.
So lurking the apartment on this particular day wasn't some sad, 'I hid under your porch because I love you' act just so he could whisk Jinx off her feet and make her roommates barf up their Chinese take-out. Ohhh no. Tonight? He was specifically looking for Trauma and Claudio. And if he had to wait in the in the apartment with Lutz, the sentient fridge mold, watching wrestling until they both showed up.... Well, he had time. Sort of. It was almost happy hour on St. Paddy's Day, after all. Prime drinking and bonding time. Oh yeah.
When: Early in the evening on St. Patrick's Day to... God only knows when.
Where: At first the Apartment of Emo, and then THE WORLD.
Summary: When Jinx told Gabriel he needed to learn to get along with her boys... Getting them drunk was probably not what she had in mind.
Warnings: DRINKING, MANLY MEN DOING MANLY MEN THINGS, PUNCHING. WOLF PACK SHENANIGANS. ...IDK.
The benefits of being an angel meant you could just easily be wherever the hell you wanted to be. The downside in Siren's Port was that there were only a limited number of places Gabriel could be. These days? It was mostly the Purgatory, his warehouse, the darker parts of the island where no one cared if a couple of jackasses got their asses kicked for being asses.... And Jinx's apartment. The apartment she was rarely in these days. He had some restraint not to bother her at work- geez, the girl was working herself to death as it was, she didn't need him looming all over her, even though he wished she'd taken him up on the Zombie Bob Fosse idea.
So lurking the apartment on this particular day wasn't some sad, 'I hid under your porch because I love you' act just so he could whisk Jinx off her feet and make her roommates barf up their Chinese take-out. Ohhh no. Tonight? He was specifically looking for Trauma and Claudio. And if he had to wait in the in the apartment with Lutz, the sentient fridge mold, watching wrestling until they both showed up.... Well, he had time. Sort of. It was almost happy hour on St. Paddy's Day, after all. Prime drinking and bonding time. Oh yeah.