Private Wine-ing About Life

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He'd land just outside the school, sending Chris one more text before shifting into his human form. Quickly entering the dorms, he quickly made his way to Chris's, knocking on the door. "Hey Chris," he'd say once the door opened.

Onde able he'd enter the dorm, looking around to see if it was as messy as she'd said it was. "Sooooooo....how's your head?" he'd ask with a small chuckle. "Better? Or is the hangover lingering?"

The dragon's nost would twitch a little. "Huh, I can smell the wine," he'd say with a small smirk. @Ashes
 

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Chris was, like usual, sprawled out on her couch staring at her phone and scrolling a website. This time, she'd discovered Instagram, and was absolutely both horribly revolted and amazed at it. However, her scrolling stopped when someone knocked at the door. Her notification bubble popped up on her phone. Eein was here.

"It's open," she shouted from the couch. At least she sat up, though her antlers were kind of hurting her and her head spun fast.

The door creaked open. As expected, Eein stepped through, and she gave him a casual wave. "The world is spinning and I'm too slow for it. It's better than this morning though." She ran a bronze-plated hand through her hair, trying to settle it.

"Wine's in the fridge. You know what the bottle looks like. No, it's not the one on the door - since you can smell it in the air, I bet you know where it is, actually."
 

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He'd chuckle a little. "Sounds like someone had a little to much to drink," stepping over to the fridge he'd open it and quickly find the bottle. "Never had a drink made by a god before," he'd look over the bottle curiously, closing the fridge with his foot.

"One thing I've heard though, is that nobody can decide which is better," he'd take a seat next to her, "Asgardian ale or Olympian wine."

Removing the lid he'd take a sniff. "Got any glasses? Or we just gonna drink from the bottle?" he was fine either way.
 

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"Well, it's godlike. Obviously. It's amazing." Chris pointedly avoided his comment about her having too much of the bottle. She rose from the couch, holding her head as she did, and headed over to the kitchen. Using her antlers to open a higher kitchen cabinet, she reached up for the glasses. "Well I haven't had Asgardian ale before, but ale in general is inferior to wine. Not that I wouldn't try it if I had the chance, but Olympian wine is much better, and I've had it for proof."

She turned around and set the glasses on the table. "Obviously we're drinking from glasses. I'm not an animal," said the half-deer girl, " I know how to treat guests. Even weirdos like you, dragon boy. Pass the bottle."
 

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He'd watch her retrieve the glasses, chuckling a little. "Oh I'm the weirdo now?" he'd step over to her, handing her the bottle and holding the glasses so she could pour. "It smells good at least," his nose was twitching ever so slightly.

"Would you say this is your favorite drink?" he'd ask as he offered her her glass. "The most godly of wines?" he'd look at the red liquid in his glass.

The dragon would take a sip, tilting his head as the flavors hit him, it was good. "Huh, yeah that's pretty good," he'd take another sip.
 
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"Obviously it smells good, weirdo," she jabbed playfully. "It's basically grape juice." The sickly sweet scent of it wafted in the air, and she tipped the bottle into the two glasses. What remained after that was maybe enough to line the bottom.

"Would you say this is your favourite drink? The godliest of wines?"

"Well, yeah. I guess. It's my favorite alcoholic thing. I was pretty much raised on the stuff. I actually like tea a lot better, though."
She took the glass from him and took a sip. "When I'm not in the mood for having my throat burn. I used to make this really nice shepherd's tea back when I was at home." She smiled.
 

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He'd take another sip of the wine, sticking his tongue at her. "Well I wasn't sure if them turning it into wine would change the scent at all," he'd take another curious sniff, it was interesting.

"You'll have to make some of that tea for me sometime," he'd take a seat, sipping at his wine. "So, what's the point of the burning thing? Why do people like alcoholic drinks that burn your throat?"

The dragon would lean back, taking a bigger sip of the wine.
 

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"Well yeah, it would, but that's because it's basically spoiled grape juice. Smells good to me, though, anyway." Holding her glass, she kicked back on the counter's edge and took another sip of wine. "It's a damn shame it's not too sweet, though."

"Oh what, the tea? Nah. It's a really sweet, flowery thing. Tooth rot, dude."

But it still reminds me of home.

"The point? To get drunk, obviously." She swirled the wine inside the glass, watching the berry red waves spin. "The more it burns, the more you know it's gonna fuck you uppppp." Lifted her fist to the ceiling, as if at a party, with expression to match. For a fleeting few seconds, her face was scrunched up in a mockery of drunkenness. "But I guess it's also a taste thing? I dunno, I like the heavy stuff cause its just something different." She let her fist drop, and took another, bigger, sip.
 
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