Drinking Contest [ReD]

@"ReD"

Addy finally figured out where Lochlann's place was. This was the first time she visited his place, and while she knew the guy had his own supply of drinks, she still came with a few more bottles of whiskey. She had them in her backpack. It was a little expensive for her, but she managed to get four large bottles.

"Loch," she called, standing near the door as she removed her bag from her shoulders, and then walking towards her friend to hand it over just to show what was inside. Strangely, she had her serious face on. But of course she did. After all, she was going to ask him for a drinking contest, and not just because she wanted to. She was going to place a bet she'd win this for.

"Remember when I asked you about a drinking contest once? I got those booze for that. What do you say?"

She slowly eased up when Lochlann agreed. Smiling as she brought out the bottles, putting them on the desk. She briefly went to Lamby to greet him, giving him soft pets on the head, before coming back inside. She didn't mind the smell of cigarettes, although she didn't really smoke.

"I think... drinking from the bottle is better. I mean. Shot glasses are so small."

She went to open two. One for her, one for Lochlann. She was nervous that she has lost her touch, because the last time she drank a lot was almost three years ago. She sat on the floor, as she usually does when they hang out, setting the bottles in front of her. "Alright. Come here. And then I'll tell you what I'd want if I win, and tell me yours."

Adelene was glad Lochlann was up for this. She wanted to put a stop to his drinking somehow, or lessen it at least, so she wasn't really sure this would work. But she'd rather try this one than being a nag to his her best friend, because wasn't that type of person, nor was she a hypocrite.

"They're old whiskey. Found them in the pub across B&B. The kick's stronger than your usual booze, I swear, but it's super expensive and that's why we're only doing this once," she said, grinning. That grin quickly faded though, when Lochlann asked about the rules, and she hummed in thought as she tried to recall what her last drinking contest was like. She took a pillow unconsciously, hugging it for the while. "'Last man standing wins,' I guess. So whoever won't get knocked out first wins, unless one of us gives up. Is that okay? As for what I want out of this..."

She made a long pause, as if she was giving Lochlann a moment to guess. Her eyes were set on his. She's already made up her mind about what she wanted, and honestly she'd laugh at herself for this if she weren't serious. "...half of your booze supply from Cabel from tomorrow on."

Adelene pouted when Lochlann laughed. She expected it though, and she wasn't going to blame him. She's seen how Lochlann was always supposedly drunk but not, he always carried a flask with him and he almost always smell like alcohol, to the point that Addy's gotten immune to it.

She knew he had advantage. But. She wouldn't get her request anywhere if she wouldn't try, right?

She watched as Lochlann's laugh died down. Her pout disappeared at the same time, and she eased up eventually.

But Lochlann's request caught her off guard. She blinked at him, as a shade of red slowly spread through her face. "D-Dress..? Pink hairbow?" She had her usual white goggles. They were more like a decorative head piece, since she doesn't really put it on her eyes unless necessary. A bow would mean she'd have to take it off. Not that it was a big deal, she was just, well, surprised.

She cleared her throat and closed her eyes. Right. She nodded and then looked at Lochlann in the eyes, telling him, "That's the gayest demand I've ever heard, but okay. Just so you know, I don't have a dress, nor a hairbow."

She turned her eyes to the opened bottles between them, before handing over one to Lochlann and grabbing one for herself. "I won't let you turn me into a loli, Loch. Let's start?"

Adelene chuckled. She made a rotating movement on the neck of the bottle she held before mirroring Lochlann. The alcohol burned through her throat down to her stomach. She winced a little, but other than the heat, she was fine.

She perked up at Lochlann's question, grinning at him momentarily. "Well, I might accidentally summon a machine gun and shoot this place." She just wanted to match Lochlann's 'joke', honestly. But she gave it a few seconds, giving Lochlann time to react, before laughing it off and shaking her head. "I'm kidding, I'm kidding. I might start talking more though. And then go to sleep.

Another swig. She let out a loud exhale through her mouth, trying to minimize the burning sensation. This whiskey was really good. "Oh, uhh, honestly, you might want to pick a dress for me, if ever. Not that I'll let it happen. But... if it does happen, I'll pick an ugly dress if you let me do it myself, I'm already warning you."