900. last friday night

[mememaker]

The Drunk Meme

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Clay Miller ~ Friday the 13th

[wantedtofindher]

[ooc: default for him is probably no2 or no4. >3]

How's some weird combination of 2 and 4 with optional motherly 1?

[displacementor]

[Spring is here, and with it comes strawberry wine and peach cordial and the unveiling of last year's batch of nocino--a walnut liquor. And so, Gina's asked Clay over to taste with her.

Maybe part of it's the fact that she's been in a foul mood and looking for an excuse to get herself nice and drunk, without doing it alone. Either way, she's sitting on her front porch with bottles and glasses, waiting for him.]

n'aww perfect >3

[wantedtofindher]

[as far as his bad days go, this was manageable. Clay arrived a little earlier than intended, his smile and greeting swift and assured, but distant.] Hey, you. Thanks for calling me. [leaning down, his hand on the strap of his bag as he slid it loose, he kissed the top of her head. he was glad to see her.]

<3

[displacementor]

Who else would I call to share this with me? [She chuckles and gestures for him to sit.] You're early--the cake I made to go with all this is still in the oven.

[wantedtofindher]

The old gentleman companion you're hiding from me? [he quips, settling his long legs out along the steps as he leans back, tipping his face to the remaining sunlight out.]

sure! >3

[wantedtofindher]

[they might, but Clay knows what he's talking about. Really!] I won'...

[wantedtofindher]

It's durable at least? [Clay jokes lightly.] Don't think it can hold me though.

[wantedtofindher]

[he raises a brow, the image of it not really appealing and he waves off the drink.] Uh -- I'm good. Like you said, wouldn't be able to carry me or anything...

[wantedtofindher]

I... wouldn't recommend it. [he's even heavier than he looks - Clay knows he's packing because how how he works out.] Thanks, though - I'm sure service doesn't extend to that so much, though.

Either/or. We'll see what happens?

[thislastrequest]

[She's had one or two as well, trying to relax a bit after a particularly long day at school, and she's quiet, not really thinking of anything, just enjoying the drink and the moment here with him.]

hai, you :3 Abbie is welcome to the others tho, ofc!

[wantedtofindher]

[he glances over the top of his glass to her, smiling a little when it means he accidentally catches her eye.] You think you did well on the test, then?

I don't mind angsty nor philosophical, but she's probably going to huuuug.

[thislastrequest]

[She hums, and shrugs, taking her time to think of an appropriate answer] I wish I could say yes, but honestly, I don't know. I hope so. [She pauses] You're quiet. Everything okay?