"You're welcome," she replies, taking the smaller piece. She nibbles on it carefully, not sure if it's going to stay down.
It is tasty, tasty chocolate. Perfectly ordinary in every way.
Gods, she wants to get drunk right now. Not remembering that psychopath moving her around like a puppet, shooting her friend, and struggling to get back in control of her own body would be awesome.
She eyes the rest of the "pub" warily. It seems to be deserted, for the moment. There's not even anyone guarding the liquor behind the bar....
Annabelle gets to her feet, wobbling for a moment. Then, she makes her way over to the Bar. She'll just....leave money on the counter. She grabs a bottle of whiskey more or less at random and two glasses. (And the bowl of salted nuts that exists in most every bar everywhere because it makes people thirsty and thirsty people buy more alcohol.)
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Date: 2013-03-18 04:11 am (UTC)It is tasty, tasty chocolate. Perfectly ordinary in every way.
Gods, she wants to get drunk right now. Not remembering that psychopath moving her around like a puppet, shooting her friend, and struggling to get back in control of her own body would be awesome.
She eyes the rest of the "pub" warily. It seems to be deserted, for the moment. There's not even anyone guarding the liquor behind the bar....
Annabelle gets to her feet, wobbling for a moment. Then, she makes her way over to the Bar. She'll just....leave money on the counter. She grabs a bottle of whiskey more or less at random and two glasses. (And the bowl of salted nuts that exists in most every bar everywhere because it makes people thirsty and thirsty people buy more alcohol.)