broadsword_babe

December 15, 2007
Boston, MA

Continued from here.

I was proud of myself. It'd been years since I'd consumed so much alcohol, but I still managed to walk a straight line. Better yet, I'd been able to keep down every drop. I knew my liver was working overtime, but I didn't care. Wasn't like it was going to give out or anything. I pretended to fumble with the key card to give the illusion I was feeling tipsier than I was. I finally managed to get the door open and stumbled inside, Gavin not far behind.

"Dunna worry abou' me," I joked. "S'only m'first day walkin." I couldn't help grinning as I turned to him, tossing my jacket on a chair. "Now, jes how adventurous were y'feelin?"