09-27-2020, 12:43 AM
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THERE’S VACANCY IN EVERY NIGHTMARE
Rosemary swayed lightly when the small she-cat shoulder-tapped her, but the ocelot showed no sign of noticing. In truth, she noticed, but she considered any retaliation beneath the effort required. Instead, she sighed, forked tails swishing as she stepped off to give Aphra more space. “Already uncoordinated? I hope this is your first drink today,” she said.
Never taking her eyes off Michael or his drinks, she watched Michael do his thing. Clearly, the man had skills with sloshing alcohol around. “It’s green.” She tilted her head, lifting a paw and levitating it over to her. “How interesting.” She hadn’t thought to stick an entire steam of mint into an alcoholic drink before, and its inclusion fascinated her. “Whoever invented it must’ve loved minty herbal teas but hated water.”
Rosemary sipped a quick taste; one eyebrow rose and one eyelid closed down in a harsh squint. “This thing contains alcohol, alright. Thank you, Michael. As far as gluten-free drugs go, this isn’t bad.”
[sub][W]isker[/sub]Never taking her eyes off Michael or his drinks, she watched Michael do his thing. Clearly, the man had skills with sloshing alcohol around. “It’s green.” She tilted her head, lifting a paw and levitating it over to her. “How interesting.” She hadn’t thought to stick an entire steam of mint into an alcoholic drink before, and its inclusion fascinated her. “Whoever invented it must’ve loved minty herbal teas but hated water.”
Rosemary sipped a quick taste; one eyebrow rose and one eyelid closed down in a harsh squint. “This thing contains alcohol, alright. Thank you, Michael. As far as gluten-free drugs go, this isn’t bad.”