THRONÉ

[frotag]

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[naeddre]

[she leans into it a little.]

... Sorry. [she says, absently.] Arthur wanted a drink, earlier.

[frotag]

Oh. Well. Can't be mad about that one, heh...

I'm happy for you, Necchan. Seriously!

[naeddre]

[she gives him a bit of an amused look.]

For what? [she knows, she's just being a brat]

[frotag]

[ looks directly at her neck. ]

[naeddre]

[i hope he made the hand gesture]

I've no idea what you're talking about. [GETS... MORE ALCOHOL...]

[frotag]

[ you know what. yea he did ]

You realize you owe me so much for not saying anything, right? I really could've just yelled about it in front of everybody!

[naeddre]

[she raises an eyebrow.]

You were going to shout that I have a hickey in front of everybody during a murder investigation? [she does her best not to be pink while saying this and fails]

[frotag]

I could've.

[ his turn to be a shit ]

[naeddre]

[makes a face at him!!]

... Don't do that. It's nobody's business.

[frotag]

And that's why I didn't.

[ time for him to finally grab a glass and pour himself some whiskey. ]

I wouldn't do you dirty like that, Necchan. I'd only give you shit like this, when it's just us.

[naeddre]

[she blows her hair out of her face, curling around her glass.]

... I suppose there isn't any hiding it. [a beat.] Not that I'm ashamed.

[frotag]

It's cute!

[ :D ]

[naeddre]

[drains the rest of her glass]

You are embarrassing. [:squeak:]

[frotag]

[ gently noogies her ]

[naeddre]

[NYEH!!! she bats at his hand, pouting slightly.]

... I don't know what you want me to say. [she's given up she's just embarrassed now]

[frotag]

Neither do I, heh. I just... I'm glad you have something to be happy about. That's the kind of thing I live for, you know?

[naeddre]

[thonks her head on the counter]

... I am. [happy. embarrassed! but happy, and like, just tipsy enough to mumble:] I like him.

[lamely, like a nerd.]

[frotag]

Ah, young love... hehehe.

[naeddre]

[HELP SHE JUST ORDERS ANOTHER DRINK]

[frotag]

—Hey, how much have you had to drink at this point?

[naeddre]

Thhh... four.

[counting is hard]

[frotag]

[ help ]

You, uh, might wanna make this your last one. The medbay doesn't cure hangovers, after all.

[naeddre]

Don't be ridiculous. I could drink you under the table.

[you weigh like 90 pounds and all of it is your boobs shut up throné]

[frotag]

[ SQUINTING AT HER ]

[naeddre]

[takes a drink while maintaining eye contact]