Adam’s Rib (part 1 of 3)
Pairing: Lin-Manuel x Reader
Summary: Lin is a bartender. You need a drink.
Word Count: a fuck ton (approx 18k)
A/N: it’s problematic and full of plot holes but maybe let it go and try and enjoy it
So, this has been a long time coming, we know. It’s been a whirlwind of a time, and we can’t tell you how much has gone into this. We just wanted to thank all of you for being so patient with us, we know this took so much longer than we anticipated it would.
Thank you so much for supporting our lack of chill and insanity, it truly means so much to us that we have such an incredible following, and we still can’t believe all of you exist! We love you all so very much!! Both of us are extremely emotional about every single aspect of this universe, and we are legitimately super excited to show you what we’ve been concocting this entire time (so much yelling behind the scenes, y’all, omg).
Warnings: for now, it’s just alcohol and drinking, but this may or may not get a bit darker in parts two and three.
And now, without further ado, we hearby present part ONE of THREE of Adam’s Rib.
– Team GTNW –
“Hey, Lin, could I get another beer?”
“Stan,” Lin sighed, resting his hands on the bar in between them. “We both know you don’t need another.”
“Come on, you already took my keys so what harm could it do?”
Lin raised his eyebrows at the patron, a middle-aged man with graying hair and a fondness for wearing Hawaiian shirts in winter. As a bartender, Lin technically had the right to cut Stan off, call his slurring ass a cab, and move on to serving the handful of other patrons hanging around the bar at nine p.m. on a Tuesday.