Fic for powered-otaku
Sandra downed another shot of Jack Daniels and set the glass down, eyes locked on her adversary. “Told ya your mother-in-law was tougher’n she looked,” she said, slurring just a bit.
Hiro’s eyes were wide in amazement as he picked up his drink in unsteady hands, already worse off from the liquor than she was.
“When you start vomiting, I’m leaving both of you here,” came a wry voice from the other end of the table.
Sandra turned a glare at your husband. “Ya wanna sleep on the couch tonight?”
“As drunk as you are? Yes.” Noah took a small sip of his drink, his first of the evening.
“Well… well you are.” The threat definitely fell flat after that.
Noah took her hand, keeping it off her next shot. “I think this game’s over. Everyone knows you’re both big, strong men. Let’s go home.”
Hiro’s eyes were wide in amazement as he picked up his drink in unsteady hands, already worse off from the liquor than she was.
“When you start vomiting, I’m leaving both of you here,” came a wry voice from the other end of the table.
Sandra turned a glare at your husband. “Ya wanna sleep on the couch tonight?”
“As drunk as you are? Yes.” Noah took a small sip of his drink, his first of the evening.
“Well… well you are.” The threat definitely fell flat after that.
Noah took her hand, keeping it off her next shot. “I think this game’s over. Everyone knows you’re both big, strong men. Let’s go home.”