TIME FOR BEER

[putyaswordson]

[ it's a nice, warm summer evening in camp. and even with impending... plot stuff approaching, there is beer and other assorted types of alcohol waiting to be drunk.

time for beer? time for beer. ]

(TOUCH EACH OTHER, I CAN ONLY LAST SO LONG, will be slow because I forget how to thread or something silly)

Comments

[putyaswordson]

[ ... ]

Isn't your blood already alcohol?

[sutureourfuture]

Wouldn't stop me if it was.

[putyaswordson]

Never thought otherwise.

[sutureourfuture]

This mean your blood's mayonnaise?

[putyaswordson]

About 70%.

[sutureourfuture]

[slightest smirk against the lip of the bottle. he's kind of boozed up a lot already]

That it? 'ch.

[putyaswordson]

I need some red blood cells n' stuff. They're important, too.

[sutureourfuture]

I thought there were white ones.

[putyaswordson]

Those too. They fight diseases.

[sutureourfuture]

[TOO MANY COLORS NOT ENOUGH ATTENTION SPAN]

[putyaswordson]

[ shhh only us tolerating each other now ]

[sutureourfuture]

[hurna]