Decollage | Day 78, morning

[hyanaimne]

[knock knock, Fawn, you have a visitor]

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[hyanaimne]

Yes . . . that was horrible.

[grandstanding]

We probably shouldn't have drunk that time.

[hyanaimne]

[shrugs]

We know better now. I think.

[grandstanding]

Knowing better doesn't mean we're doing better.

[speaking of: drinking]

[hyanaimne]

Mm, well . . . we are drinking in the morning . . .

[grandstanding]

[lowers the bottle, taking a moment to blink and look at her vaguely.]

Is it still morning?

[hyanaimne]

[blinks back]

Ah . . . I do not know.

[grandstanding]

...does it matter?

[hyanaimne]

I certainly do not care.

[grandstanding]

Drinking in the morning... if it's still morning. Doesn't matter, since it's already done.

[hyanaimne]

It is like . . . like we got a late start to drinking at night.

[grandstanding]

... that sounds reasonable.

[hyanaimne]

Besides, we are adults. We can do what we want.

[grandstanding]

I'll drink to that.

[hyanaimne]

[holds up her bottle]

Cheers.

[grandstanding]

[clinks his against hers]

Cheers.

[does the adult thing and starts downing the bottle.]

[hyanaimne]

[that sounds like an excellent adult thing to do]

[grandstanding]

[absolutely. never mind how astoundingly drunk they already are.]

[hyanaimne]

[this is our version of coping]

[grandstanding]

[well if I stopped before reaching the bottom that would be failing.]

[hyanaimne]

[well I'm not stopping until that point]

[grandstanding]

[me either. slowing down a bit on the way, but still drinking.]

[hyanaimne]

[nope, still going. Demolishing this bottle like a champ]

[grandstanding]

[finally draining the last few mouthfuls, and thunking the bottle down on the couch. hiccups slightly, and takes a few breaths.]

That was... a lot.

[hyanaimne]

[finishes a few moments after him with a gasp]

That . . . mm. Quite a bit.