*stops*
*looks at for a moment*
*turns away and empties cider in one gulp*
*grabs another*
… Vittu.
*closes eyes*
I’m just gonna sleep…
I like your dad already.
He’s dead. Killed by the Zetas.
*finishes off the second bottle and flops on the ground*
*chuckles*
Not a bad way to spend your time by any means.
The best way to avoid a hangover as my dad always told me.
*takes another swig*
*folds arms*
I plan on going alone and doing a number of unsavory things. I don’t drink before I do unsavory things.
I guess I can deal with that. I drink before … and after… I do everything.
*laughs*
I’m fine, thank you.
*shrugs and takes a swig*
Just so you know, it’s easier to be my friend if you drink with me.
You might get to meet him, yeah.
*plays with ring absentmindedly*
I might not believe he exists until I meet him y’know.
*looks at the half empty bottle of vodka*
I’m sorry, do you want some? You’re painfully sober.
*playfully* My fiance.
pfft. I couldn’ta guessed that.
I mean, do I getta him or is he in Bermuda Triangle or somethin?
*takes another swig of vodka*
*grin fades*
You got a problem with that?
*protectively wraps arm around shoulder*
*still giggling*
No, not at all. You just seem a little young.
*getting a little more serious*
Who is he?
*nods* Nice.
Matthieu est malade, il dort.
*to Mati as pinches Dom’s cheek* It’s Dommy, and he’s getting married.
*brushes fake happy tear away and squeaks* He’s all grown up!
pfff — *starts laughing*
to who, his boyfriend?
*opens the 2nd bottle and takes a swig*
