Caritas | Wednesday

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

Why break a routine, right? Nathan made it three weeks in a row in the bar on a Wednesday and three weeks in a row, he ended up behind the bar when Tino's regular bartender didn't show up again. Nathan was beginning to think this guy was on sabbatical or some shit. Or maybe he was mad at Tino.

No matter, Nathan grabbed a bottle of Irish whiskey and set it up on the bar, pouring himself a glass and downing it quickly. He wasn't thinking of the bitchy fight he'd had with Kate earlier or any of the other million weird and complicated things that had happened to him lately.

Nope, he was a man who had liquor and that would erase all those thoughts he didn't want to have right now. Okay, maybe those thoughts were sticking around but Nathan was ignoring that fact. He was toasting the band and toasting Tino and toasting Tino's attempts at singing with the band.

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The Bar [Caritas 02/16]

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

There is a bar!

Re: The Bar [Caritas 02/16]

[dabblinginbitch.livejournal.com]

"Wow, they let anyone tend bar here, don't they?" Ramona noted as she wandered in. She'd been meaning to check out the bar -- without timed dates involved -- for a little while now. "Are you allowed to serve me grown-up drinks?"

She tugged her hood off as she moved over to the bar, shaking out her hair. Not that there was anything interesting about it, and she'd be sticking to that, thank you. (Dammit, she wanted to dye it back, but there was no way she was losing this thing.)

Re: The Bar [Caritas 02/16]

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"Insulting the bartender is not a good way to get served anything but a glass of milk with a sippy straw," Nathan pointed out, glaring at Tino lest he volunteer to help. Tino just made a face and stayed away.

He had another flippant comment ready to go but then she took off her hood and he squinted to make sure he was seeing what he was seeing. "Your hair's brown, Ramona."

Re: The Bar [Caritas 02/16]

[dabblinginbitch.livejournal.com]

"I wasn't insulting anyone," she said, totally ignoring her hair for the moment. She was just ignoring it in general, okay. "I'm just saying, you are wee and young like myself. I didn't know they let the underage crowd serve here."

Re: The Bar [Caritas 02/16]

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"What about me is wee?" Nathan asked, gesturing to his nearly six foot tall self. It was possibly he was taking this literally on purpose. "You've seen the undercoating of this elegant package too so don't even try to tell me I'm wee in anyway. The only thing wee about me is...nothing!"

Re: The Bar [Caritas 02/16]

[dabblinginbitch.livejournal.com]

"The undercoating of this elegant package," Ramona repeated, staring at him. "Really? I mean, I knew you thought a lot of yourself, but...."

Re: The Bar [Caritas 02/16]

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"Confidence is healthy," he told her, holding a finger up. "I think highly of myself because it's deserved. I've worked hard to attain these levels of perfection and I plan on staying there for the rest of my unpredictable life."

Re: The Bar [Caritas 02/16]

[dabblinginbitch.livejournal.com]

"But what if some kind of horrible accident happened to you to put a damper on those perfect looks of yours?" she wondered.

Re: The Bar [Caritas 02/16]

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"That's what plastic surgery is for," he quipped, grinning. "Technology can do just about anything today. I mean, I'm sure if I paid someone enough, they'd graft an extra dick onto my leg or neck or something. Not that I want that but I'm sure it's possible."

Re: The Bar [Caritas 02/16]

[dabblinginbitch.livejournal.com]

Ramona tilted her head, picturing that. "You'd do better with arm than with leg," she decided after a moment. "Leg would be too close to the original to get much done, I think. But yeah, don't actually do that. I'm casting my vote for that being a bad, bad idea."

Re: The Bar [Caritas 02/16]

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"Why's your hair brown?" Nathan asked because that was still getting his attention every time he happened to look up. "Is it a wig? Did the hair dye making you go fucking bald?"

Re: The Bar [Caritas 02/16]

[dabblinginbitch.livejournal.com]

"Because Tony Stark is walking around with hot pink hair," she explained with a shrug. "I made a deal -- I get to dye his hair, but I'd go brown for however long he could deal with the pink. Don't get used to it, though. I'm sure he's gonna crack soon."

Re: The Bar [Caritas 02/16]

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"Uh huh." He glanced up at her hair and then back down at her. "And how are you dealing? Not close to cracking either?"

Re: The Bar [Caritas 02/16]

[puppywithatutu.livejournal.com]

It was Wednesday and so far Wednesdays seemed to be the nights when Caroline put on something cute and hit the bar for free drinks and possibly nachos later. Don't ask.

"Drinking away your sorrows?" Caroline asked, leaning against the bar, her eye on Nathan's glass.

Re: The Bar [Caritas 02/16]

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"Who says I have sorrows?" Nathan asked, refilling his glass before sliding it towards her without even thinking about it.

Apparently, that was just a thing now.

"Unless you're gonna be loaning me some of your sorrows so I can drink them away in a typically melodramatic fashion worthy of a chick flick. Come to share your sorrows with your adorable roommate?"

Re: The Bar [Caritas 02/16]

[puppywithatutu.livejournal.com]

"Surprisingly I came to the bar for a drink," she informed him, picking up the glass and taking a sip. Ugh the burn. "Besides, chick flick levels of sorrow requires girlfriends and really painful music. And probably nail polish. Did you want a manicure, Nate?"

Re: The Bar [Caritas 02/16]

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"Thank you but I'll pass," he said, tapping his blunt nails against the counter once before leaning on it and grinning. "Manicures are for nights when I'm so pissed that I can't even sit up and my mates think they're fucking hilarious."

Was that a giveaway that something similar had happened once or twice? Maybe. "I'll leave the feminine primping and putzing to you. I'm sure you do it better than I because I just have...no need to look girly. No need at all."

Re: The Bar [Caritas 02/16]

[puppywithatutu.livejournal.com]

"Oh, so you're saying I need to primp and putz and try really hard to look girly." Was she leading him down a dangerous path? Perhaps. Did she think it was going to be entertaining? Hell yes!

And she was holding his glass hostage.

Re: The Bar [Caritas 02/16]

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

Nathan had to think back to see if that's what he'd actually indicated but couldn't really tell one way or another. "I think you enjoy primping and putzing in order to achieve the highest levels of girliness that you can. It's like video games, Caroline. Once you get a certain amount of...compliments, you level up and have to try for more."

That made little sense but Nathan already had some alcohol in him and didn't care.

Re: The Bar [Caritas 02/16]

[puppywithatutu.livejournal.com]

"Level up? Oh God you're a nerd." She downed the rest of the glass, making a horrible face at it and then passed it back over to Nathan. "Girls are not Dragon Ball Pokemon or whatever. We're far more competitive than cards and video games."

Re: The Bar [Caritas 02/16]

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"For your information, I don't play...whatever the fuck those games you just listed are," Nathan said, making a face and refilling the glass. He kept his hand on it though. "The video games I play are a little more...adult."

And that didn't mean porn this time. Glass in hand, Nathan said, "You do enjoy lecturing me about the fairer species, don't you? It's like a challenge for you, I bet."

Re: The Bar [Caritas 02/16]

[puppywithatutu.livejournal.com]

"For your information, we are not a different species," Caroline corrected him, flipping her hair and not thinking there was anything at all wrong with having conversations where she was right and Nathan was not. "Just sex. And I don't lecture you. I share information. Isn't that what friends are for?"

Re: The Bar [Caritas 02/16]

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

Nathan just grinned at her before downing half of his glass and passing it to her so she could finish it off. See, she didn't even have to pout this time. It was just automatic.

"And, pray tell, what other information would you share with a bloke like me?" he asked, undeniably curious. "And I mean me specifically. Since you seem to think I'm in need of some additional information to better pad my social skills when it comes to the fairer sex, I'd love to hear your views."

This could either be entertaining or irritating depending on what she did.

Re: The Bar [Caritas 02/16]

[puppywithatutu.livejournal.com]

Like she ever pouted.

Much.

"Hmm, specific social skills to help you survive," Caroline said thoughtfully before tossing back the drink and turning a smile on him. "How much time do you have?"

Re: The Bar [Caritas 02/16]

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

Nathan filled the glass again just to keep the very good liquor flowing. He figured one of them would need it severely at some point.

"Oh, don't feel constrained by the bonds of time," he said, waving a hand at her and leaning against the bar. "I wanna hear this since you seem to be so sage and wise. Please, share this information with your friend."