Drinks all around | @Lee
On the Muggle side of London, Morrigan led Lee to an underground club she visited on occasion. It was dimly-lit inside, with loud music and colorful strobelights. This wasn’t a strip club as she had originally suggested, but just a regular one. There was still a lot to figure out about Lee, and the last time they’d hung out, something…odd…happened to him. Lee wouldn’t tell her of course, but Morrigan didn’t forget.
She waved a bill at the closest bartender. ”Two chocolate cake shots, please,” she ordered, having expected something with creme de cacao. In return, the resulting drink was a mixture of hazelnut liqueur, vanilla vodka, rimmed with sugar and a slice of lemon. But vodka was vodka, and nothing got out secrets quicker than getting drunk.
Yes yes I have a drabble prompt for thee. Enjolras works at free-trade organic coffee shop/anarchist bookstore/other appropriately revolutionary retail outlet of your choice. Grantaire comes in and bugs the bejesus out of him, which Enjolras pretends to hate but doesn't, b/c retail is fucking boring, yo. Also because ~feelings~. *moonwalks into the sunset*
OKAY SO A WHILE AGO I had an idea for a barista au in which the coffee is shit and everyone hates the store, so this is kind of mixed in with that, ha?
I dunno what to name this so you do it || Sebastian & Irene
She hadn’t seen Sebastian in a while. She hadn’t seen anyone in a while, for that matter, but that was out mostly out of choice than necessity. She needed time to herself, a few days of silence, and she had gotten it. Besides, work had started to pick up again.
Today was a different story. It had started of normally, but when her phone went off she hadn’t thought it would be him. Sebastian, asking her if she was up for drinks. She accepted, because it would be nice to do something interesting and she figured that they had at least transcended past the stage of acquaintanceship. Where that left them she wasn’t sure, but it was a good place to be.
She locked up behind herself after telling Lana where she would be going and caught a cab, letting him know that she was on her way.
Celebrate! Drinks all around!
I have my facebook page back up and working! Woot!!!
Well… kinda. Sorta. Not really, but I found a way to circumvent the problem. ^_~
I created an entirely new facebook account (Storyan Worgen, in case anyone wants to friend her *ehem* me), gave the new account admin rights, and walla! Access!!!
I’m as happy as a baby seal. ^_^
