CATNIP KARTH. (stoutheart) wrote in emillion, |
The logic of go find a bar when you've just had a drink didn't seem entirely sound in the aftermath of being with Ari, but the alcohol had called to Cressida-- who was she to say no? Hoping this didn't mark the beginning of rampant alcoholism whenever she accomplished something she genuinely felt relieved about, the archer pushed into the nearest tavern, beelining for the bar and pressing into the countertop to call out her order over the noise to a passing bartender.
The question that lingered in her mind was: how long could she keep out of her brothers' sights? For the moment, she didn't care much. She was perfectly capable of taking care of herself.
-- Right?