[Emerald looked up when the green drink slid its way over to her, and she forced a smile to her face that she was starting to feel a little more just from being back home.]
Little fancier than vodka and orange juice. You're gonna spoil me, Neo. [and without waiting much longer, she lifted the drink to her lips and took a sip—and put the cup back down with a much more real smile.] Oh, this is dangerous. I can barely taste the alcohol. Let me put these things away before I actually hurt someone.
[taking the drink with her, she stood up straight and unhooked her holster, then walked over to the couch she'd claimed as her own and securely slid her guns underneath it. and with that sorted, she sat down, held the drink carefully to avoid spilling it, and tilted her head back against the couch.]
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Date: 2020-06-23 04:55 am (UTC)Little fancier than vodka and orange juice. You're gonna spoil me, Neo. [and without waiting much longer, she lifted the drink to her lips and took a sip—and put the cup back down with a much more real smile.] Oh, this is dangerous. I can barely taste the alcohol. Let me put these things away before I actually hurt someone.
[taking the drink with her, she stood up straight and unhooked her holster, then walked over to the couch she'd claimed as her own and securely slid her guns underneath it. and with that sorted, she sat down, held the drink carefully to avoid spilling it, and tilted her head back against the couch.]