Lars
he / him / his
thirty-three
july 26
alto mare, johto
don’t know, don’t care
ranger & courier
ex-head ranger
FESTIVAL OF CHAMPIONS
POSTED ON Jul 24, 2021 19:59:15 GMT
In the time it had taken Lars to secure a third bottle of tequila, he realized that—well, maybe she was busy. And he had nothing to lose at this point, so… Blinking as he was offered a random shot from someone passing by, he then downed it before wondering—yeah, really, what the shit did he have to lose? It was just one night after all. Who knew what the hell he was planning in his head. As the cogs began to turn, he was offered two more shots—and downed those in short order as well. He didn’t get a reply back from Jess, so she may’ve been busy or elsewhere, but then again they weren’t really seeing each other, right? Right?Shit, maybe he’d need a little more liquid courage… And then saw someone who was—well, maybe not occupied. Who knew, though? Wandering over to where giona ferrara was seated, he then cracked the seal open from the bottle of tequila he had with him and grabbed two clean shot glasses before pouring one out and sliding it to the other guy, and taking another shot. Looks like FERNANDO SILPH’s request for more anejo would have to wait a bit. “You lookin’ a little grumpy there. Have some tequila, might loosen you up,” he offered as he poured himself another shot before knocking it back. “…are you busy after this shit dies down, by any chance?”Okay, it was definitely the tequila talking at this point. gc5DkDz2 -100
shot total: 813 + 60 = 873 (new total) wasted wailord bonus hella: x, x, x, x, x, x, x, xprompt complete: try to pick someone up for the evening! (and watch his ass fail terribly HAHAHAHAHAHA)@ppl tagged up in post ····
|
|