THRONÉ

[frotag]

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[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]

[frotag]

[ SIPPING HIS WHILE MEETING THAT EYE CONTACT. ]

[naeddre]

[this is stupid

a beat.]

Used to do it to Castti all the time.

[frotag]

[ was just gonna dm you the same fuckin line ]

Castti? Friend of yours back home?

[naeddre]

[stuck in the drive thru song plays on repeat]

Mm. She's an apothecary. [...] She has a lot of muscle for a doctor.

[frotag]

I mean... muscle doesn't always translate to fortitude, heh. Sacchan could outlast any of us dudes every time! So, yeah, guess I shouldn't have been so judgmental, haha.