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Eleanor Justine Baines ([info]ihatevan) wrote in [info]genome_project,
@ 2011-06-23 11:09:00
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Who: Noelle and Adam
What: Drinkin' and griping (and worrying)
When: Backdated to Wednesday evening
Rating: PG-13+ For drinking and language
Status: Incomplete


Noelle had always been something of a worry wart. It came with the territory. Being an older sibling did that to some people. She had thought of Penny as an extra younger sister (as if she needed more) ever since she had set foot in the newspaper office and with her in the hospital since the wedding, Noelle had been in full worry mode. She needed to get her mind off of it. Worrying didn't get anything done and it didn't feel especially good.

Anyway, it had been a while since she had been out and a good drink was always a good mind eraser. It was strange to be out without without her sister, but as much as she loved Cait, it was also oddly freeing. She settled into a barstool and ordered a long island ice tea. She needed something with a punch and she figured that would just about do it.



Once her drink was set in front of her, she took a deep drink and glanced around the bar. It was slow. But it was also Wednesday. It was to be expected. What she didn't expect was for someone quite familiar to come in moments later and take a seat nearby. Unexpected, but a distraction all the same.


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