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fandomtownies2022-02-17 09:18 am
fortworeasons) wrote in fandomtownies2022-02-17 09:18 am
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Caritas | Thursday Evening
Tonight, Laszlo was trying to be a bartender. He could pour a beer (sort of), he could mostly identify bottles by their labels, and there was a surplus of human ingredients here at the bar! Creative ones!
And while he, himself, had never had the stuff, he'd had enough familiars in his life to know what the sweet-smelling things in little wrappers were. So he unwrapped one, carefully, and plunked it into a glass of vodka.
"Well, look at that," he remarked to no one in particular. Tino, maybe. "I'm an artist."
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Vodka with Chocolate
Laszlo had decided it was finally time to drop the ruse. There didn't seem to be vodka for non-humans, as people kept pointing out, anyway.
[same SP warning as on Annie's post but opennnn!]
And while he, himself, had never had the stuff, he'd had enough familiars in his life to know what the sweet-smelling things in little wrappers were. So he unwrapped one, carefully, and plunked it into a glass of vodka.
"Well, look at that," he remarked to no one in particular. Tino, maybe. "I'm an artist."
Vodka with Chocolate
Laszlo had decided it was finally time to drop the ruse. There didn't seem to be vodka for non-humans, as people kept pointing out, anyway.
[same SP warning as on Annie's post but opennnn!]