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Bird Furious

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  1. Smirking obnoxiously, she stood up. “Five. Four.”
  2. “I’ll kiss you again,” she threatened. “Drink it right now or I’ll drag you to the middle of the dance floor and kiss you. Let’s see you live that down.”
  3. “Maybe not,” she admitted grudgingly. LIKE SCUDDING WHAT I DONT HAVE THE BRAINS FOR THIS
  4. She pursed her lips. “No? That wasn’t it? Must have been Ambrose Theodore. Either way, is that something you want everyone to know? Do you want to be Amby?”
  5. Cuz I’m the only one allowed to do it.
  6. She tilted her head, eyes gleaming mischeviously. “You told me yesterday. Don’t you remember?” She leaned forward to whisper. “Abner Archibald. Don’t you remember?”
  7. “I told you, I don’t get drunk!” She was grinning, though. “Tell you what. I’ll leave you alone about it… but unless you drink that, I’ll go tell everyone your real name.”
  8. So I can just stay here?
  9. She sighed. “Please? I already made myself look stupid. It’s your turn.” I mean it wasn’t……. “‘“Bad”’”
  10. Do we have to be around to be a tree that is round?
  11. She glared at him, then shoved her other drink across the table. “Drink this, then. Dare you.”
  12. She grinned. “There ya go. Down the hatch. Just like that.” it’s normal cola, but hey I wouldn’t complain if he decided to pretend or smth
  13. “Cuz you won’t let me drink my drink, that’s why.” She folded her arms.
  14. She sighed. “Well, I wanna drink something. And water’s boring. Oooh, you should get drunk!”
  15. She glared at him when he touched her drink and reached for her cherry cola. She tried to think of something to say, but nothing came to mind.
  16. Beosta glared after Salem. Her face was on fire again. “Go away,” she told the shadow out of the corner of her mouth.
  17. She felt all warm and fuzzy again. Without being invited, a part of her mind wondered if his lips were actually that soft or if she’d imagined it. It also wondered how he’d react if she kissed him without being drunk. She took a long drunk of bourbon. Beosta jumped, her drink sloshing. “Oh. …hi.” Why’d she have to show up and spoil the moment?? What moment? She chided herself. Nothing was happening.
  18. Hey if it matches the theme, I can get used to it! Granted. It's flat and bitter and very hard to drink. Oh and for your bane, you remember every embarrasing thing you've ever done.
  19. "It was... a mixed bag. But yeah, it was nice." She smiled at him. "This is better, though. It's so nice to try and change instead of pretending to be someone I'm not. So... thanks."
  20. Granted. You're bad at walking, talking, thinking, and breathing. I wish for theme music to play only for me from no visible source to match the events of my life.
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