Wow. Got that message loud and clear. [She holds up her hands defensively and takes another deep drink of her shitty alcohol. Ugh. Why is it always so bad? She's gotta be able to get the good shit down here somehow.
At least now she knows for sure there's a real story hiding there. Maybe she'll get it out of him one day. For now, she's fine with inconsequential banter and smiles and laughter, because he's oh so right about those edgy bands.]
Of course you like the hard shit, you were all... tactical. It's impossible to play Black Ops without something like System of a Down blasting in the background. God, did you pump iron to that shit? Damn.
[Mmmmmm, mental images.]
Never woulda pegged you over 35, Brocksteady. You look good for an old man. Stamina and everything. Nice.
[She finishes off the rest of her drink, tipping her head back to down it as fast as possible before slamming the glass down on the bar. Trying not to choke again, here, WOW it burns so bad.]
I'll get into deets if you grab me a drink that won't burn my throat out?
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At least now she knows for sure there's a real story hiding there. Maybe she'll get it out of him one day. For now, she's fine with inconsequential banter and smiles and laughter, because he's oh so right about those edgy bands.]
Of course you like the hard shit, you were all... tactical. It's impossible to play Black Ops without something like System of a Down blasting in the background. God, did you pump iron to that shit? Damn.
[Mmmmmm, mental images.]
Never woulda pegged you over 35, Brocksteady. You look good for an old man. Stamina and everything. Nice.
[She finishes off the rest of her drink, tipping her head back to down it as fast as possible before slamming the glass down on the bar. Trying not to choke again, here, WOW it burns so bad.]
I'll get into deets if you grab me a drink that won't burn my throat out?