Who: Edison Fawley & Nora MacAllister When: Late, Wednesday 8th June Where: The Fiery Phoenix What: Edison sends Nora off Rating: High, Smuts Status: In Progress
"Right then, Nora." Edison grinned, emphasizing his friends name as he knocked back the last of the bourbon in his glass, already reaching across to the bottle that sat half empty between them to top them both up. "Do I get to see this tattoo now? Because that's the only reason I accepted your invitation. Well," He paused, laughing, already feeling a bit red faced with all that they'd managed to drink so far. "it was more of a request, no?"
Edison couldn't remember much aside from her having mentioned the word stiff and the comments that had followed. He'd laughed out loud to himself when reading them earlier but he and Nora had become such good friends and so quickly he was sure that she was joking. That or he'd misread the entire thing, but Edison thought he already had her personality and dry sense of humor pinned down, that and the way their conversation had slowly gotten more ridiculous had him convinced she'd done it on purpose to get a rise out of him.