Devil's Nest | Sunday Evening

[long_memory]

This week at the bar was much less depressing than last week. And to make things even better, Silver was himself, though he listened to radio often enough to know that not everybody could say that right now.

So that earned him a celebratory drink, which was totally different from the depression drinks from last week.

[No, *you* got distracted by video games and forgot to post. OCD-free!]

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[thatwaslucky]

"Seems like we're both very lucky this week," Rey said as she took her seat.

[long_memory]

"Seems so," he said. "I'm sure we'll be duly punished the next time."

[thatwaslucky]

"I'd much rather stay in this moment," Rey told him, smiling. "I said I wanted at least one normal month, and we aren't there yet."

[long_memory]

"How long do we have?" he asked. "Did you mark it on a calendar so we can prepare?"

[thatwaslucky]

"No," she admitted. "Which means I may have to accidentally extend that time. I think we have at least three weeks."

[grenadesandohana]

Steve could definitely use a drink, even if it didn't really affect him, and this place had them, so here he was.

"Hey," he said, nodding at Silver. "How strong's your whiskey?"

[long_memory]

"I..." Silver turned and looked at the bottles. "I'm not really sure?"

Look, he saw alcohol and he drank it there wasn't much else for him to know about it.

[grenadesandohana]

Steve laughed. "I'll chance it. One please, on the rocks."

[long_memory]

"Oh good, I was hoping you'd say that." He grabbed a bottle that was already halfway empty, thinking that it meant people must like it. "I'm more of a rum man myself, and even then I'm not exactly picky."

[grenadesandohana]

"I generally can't get drunk," Steve said, "so I might as well try different things, right?"

[imafuturist]

"Steve?" Oh god, please say no.

[grenadesandohana]

"Tony?!"

So yes. Sorry, Tony.

[imafuturist]

"You... have a beard." THE BEARD MEANT BAD THINGS.

[grenadesandohana]

"You're still being judgmental."

Steven. STEVEN.

[thatwaslucky]

"Hi, Steve," Rey greeted him. "I don't think I've seen you in here before."

[grenadesandohana]

Steve smiled back. "I should probably change that, huh?"

[thatwaslucky]

"It can be pretty slow in here," she said. "How've you been?"

Since it had clearly been long enough that he'd had time to grow a hot depression beard.

[imafuturist]

Well, Tony had a not!Steve at home, so he was at the bar. Coincidentally where another not!Steve was.

Such was his luck.

"Can I get a drink. A strong one? I'm not going to be picky about it."

[long_memory]

Silver went for the same bottle of whiskey that he had used for Steve. "Seems to be the day for strong drinks."

[imafuturist]

"One of those weekends," Tony replied with a smile that was only a little bit strained.

[long_memory]

"I'm sorry," Silver said, setting a drink in front of him. "It seems harmless, at least?"

[alwaysonguard]

Edge had made no progress at all with getting a good enough signal to get a call or text out to anyone on his management team. And that had gotten him frustrated and aggravated all over again. And he wasn't looking forward to going back to that pathetic excuse for an apartment to try and sleep again.

So there he was, walking into the bar and up to the counter. Sitting down he looked across the bar and nodded at the man standing behind it. "Hey there. Can I get a whiskey on the rocks?"

[long_memory]

"Absolutely." Luckily he already had a bottle out since whiskey was the drink of choice tonight. "That your usual drink or are you stress drinking like other people?"

[alwaysonguard]

"I've had my fair share of whisky over the years" Edge said with a slight smirk. "Though my fallback is usually just a couple beers. But, special situation calls for a special drink."

[long_memory]

Silver nodded as he poured some whiskey over ice and slid it over. "Special situation is a nice way of putting these weekends."