The second time, this one counted. It was, on the surface, a complete accident. Matt told himself this each time he recalled the incident, although he couldn’t be sure it really was. At least, not to him.
They were sitting at Josie’s, at one of the high-top tables, all four of them circled around. There were glasses on the table, clanking each time Foggy or Karen or Y/N took a drink and sat it back down. It echoed in his ears, louder than the noise going on around them.
The bar was full of people, more than usual even for a Friday night. People winding down from their day jobs, trying to relax in the one place no one could tell lawyers apart from construction workers, from gas attendants and fry cooks. They were all laughing at something Foggy had said, a joke at his own expense, as Foggy was want to do. Foggy was on his left, his arm bumping into Matt whenever he reached for the scotch glass sitting between them. Karen, her boisterous laugh spilling out into the room, drawing attention of anyone within a five foot radius (but she didn’t care, no, because Karen was happy, for the first time in a while, and no one was going to take that from her.) They were celebrating a victory, having just won Y/N’s case, and celebrating a new friendship that had formed along the way.
So I got to chatting with asreoninfusion after my post about my crack story. She made it sound way less bad-ridiculous. (I tried to send you a response from my cell phone, but I have no idea if it sent or not. Either way thank you for that!) I figure that if I find it funny, there’s probably at least one other person who will be amused by it too. That’ll make it all worth it.
There is no excuse for this. None at all. It’s pretty much fluffy crack with a light seasoning of ASGZC. It may or may not have been written under the influence of some delicious strawberry lemonade vodka. It all started because of this post from imaginetheotp. Really, if you don’t read the story, go look at that post. The video is so very worth it.
For some reason I pictured Genesis as the one trying to sleep and Angeal as the one that’s awake. Please enjoy the following.
Just made this strawberry lemonade vodka that I saw on tumblr yesterday and was inspired/tempted by. It’s made using fresh strawberries and lemon juice, I’ve been cutting and chopping and blending for half an hour and making sugar syrups but the finished product is so GOOD. Frosting the glasses with sugar is beautiful too, lush stuff.
SO BLOODY TASTY. And there’s a great deal of vodka in it but the sweetness of the strawberries and tartness of the lemon juice counteracts it’s strength and gives it a beautiful summary balance. Basically, you can’t taste it. Here’s to drunken summer evenings!