[CLOSED] You stumbled in and bumped your head...

[requiem_no_ame]

Characters: Superbi Squalo & Zack Fair.
Location: Bitch's Brew Bar
Rating: R-ish, for Squalo's mouth.
Time: November 24th, evening/night. BACKDATED.
Description: In which Zack and Squalo bond the only way they know how: Drinking themselves stupid.

Comments

[1st_class_honor]

You're going to regret asking me that when this is over, you know.

[His own smile was easy, relaxed, eying the beer in front of him with thirsty intentions. Squalo was the perfect company during this little re-meeting, a dangerous additive; they were going to stir up trouble, and he knew it with a sinking feeling. But, Shiva, Zack needed this, some easy guy time that was going to make him forget any of it happened when he awoke in a gutter the next day.

[The fact that he wasn't going to have to pay for it was a nice little perk, too.]

Why would I back out of free beer, huh?

[requiem_no_ame]

The only one of us regretting something will be you and your hangover tomorrow.

[SMUG.]

You keep telling yourself that.

[1st_class_honor]

I'll remember that when you're groaning and asking for a potion tomorrow.

[Or, an aspirin, as the case may be.]

I'll have more fun reminding you when you're using all your pay for this beer-fest here. Gettin' started now?

[requiem_no_ame]

[Squalo takes a seat - a sprawl, rather - and sneers.]

Ladies first, Fair.