𝚑𝚊𝚢𝑒͟𝓈͟﹐ 𝘦﹒
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𝚑𝚊𝚢𝑒͟𝓈͟﹐ 𝘦﹒
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⠀ “it was ... something too.” she said with a sigh before walking over to grab a couple of glasses for the wine. “so maybe we should get drunk.” marianne smirked, setting the glasses down on the coffee table. ⠀

" no the worst case is me beating you. which would be a bloody miracle .ᐟ " a small laugh as she threw the ball in the air、 racket hitting it towards him. oh、 this is going to be fun.

all he could do was scoff in rebuttable—— though he knew the other was right. he was a mess more often than not, though he’d rather die than admit it out loud. finally he downed what remained of his own beer, one lousy little drop. “i could go for a hotdog.. or five, i’m +

“i’m capable of keeping myself out of trouble…” a lie—— bold faced and obvious from the pinch of his brows and the way he slurred those stupid little words. leaning against the bar top now on his elbows in a bored manner. he definitely kept himself in trouble more often than +


“i can hold my liquor.” sometimes—— but he left that part out. his own shot tossed back with no reaction. the now empty glass stacked into his own as his hands drummed on the bar top out of habit. that last shot probably pushed him into drunken territory, but for now he was +

“i ain’t a lightweight, dumbass.” he grumbled out at the comment about carrying him out of the bar. motioning towards the bartender for a beer this time—— he wasn’t completely irresponsible all of the time. his head tipped back towards the other with a shrug. “tastes like +

⠀ marianne opened the door, greeting him with a smile before stepping aside to let him in. “are you planning on getting drunk?” she teased. “i’m glad you came.” ⠀


⠀ [ 📲 : elliot ] 💬 : wine sounds good. ⠀



