Devil's Nest, Monday, January 17, 2022

[texted3times]

Eric had only gotten halfway through the vodka stash--he was convinced Tiny was ordering more over the week entirely to mess with him--and so he was back at the bar drinking more vodka.

"That one is vile," he said, spitting it out. "Put these ten on special, though."

So...enjoy weird novelty vodkas, Devil's Nest patrons!

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[stykera]

Going back to his apartment after leaving the clinic seemed like a terrible idea to Stark. Heading to a bar, alone, was probably also a terrible idea but it was more appealing at least. He might regret it, eventually, when he had to stumble home alone in the dark and deal with the ice and snow. That was a problem for later.

For right now there were vodkas on special and that ought to do nicely.

"Ten may be too many." Or maybe 10 was the right amount? Maybe he needed to be pickled for a few days. Or weeks.

[texted3times]

"Ten is probably too many," Eric agreed. "Especially since one tastes like grass."

[stykera]

"I don't want to drink grass. Or things that taste like grass."

"Nine is probably still too many. Do any of them taste good?" They didn't have to. It would just make it easier.

[texted3times]

"Define 'good'," Eric said. "Do you like things that taste like marshmallow?"

[stykera]

"Yes. I'll take marshmallow." Even if it was sickeningly sweet. He liked excessively sweet.

[texted3times]

Tiny pulled out a bottle labeled Fluffed and a shot glass.

"Enjoy," Eric said.

[stykera]

Stark reached for the bottle and gave brief but serious consideration to drinking straight out of it before opting for a shot to start with instead.

"Thank you."

[texted3times]

"You're welcome," Eric said, toasting him with a glass of whatever he had nearby--pink lemonade vodka--and making a terrible face.

[stykera]

The marshmallow vodka didn't earn a face from Stark. It was fine. Certainly better than grass-flavored. Most things probably would be.

"That bad?"

Yes, he was already pouring himself a second shot.

[texted3times]

"I'm old fashioned and prefer my vodka to taste like vodka," Eric said. "That is fucking vile."

[stykera]

"I'll try it," Stark offered. "It must be better than the grass."

He was going to have regrets about not eating at some point. Not yet. But eventually. He might also regret chasing marshmallow flavor with pink lemonade. Eventually.

[texted3times]

"Barely, but yes," Eric agreed as Tiny poured Stark a shot.

Eric never waited on anyone.