our conversations ain't long but you know what is (fearisgone) wrote in immune_ic, @ 2012-12-06 22:53:00 |
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Entry tags: | # 2012 [12] december, jax, nick |
WHO: Jax and Nick
WHAT: Inebriation. Because they can.
WHERE: An empty guard tower
WHEN: December 7th, 2019; night
RATING: Medium
CHALLENGE: Booze
Jax couldn't even remember whose idea it had been for him and Nick to hunt down some form of alcoholic beverage. It really didn't matter, because it was an awesome way to spend part of a Friday night. Not that Friday was anything special anymore, but he liked to pretend it was. It was cool here, he liked it, but he guessed everyone got a little homesick for what used to be. Jax hoped he wasn't the only one, because that would really suck. He got tired of thinking about where his dad and brother might be, or if they were even alive, and distractions were terrific.
Anyway, they'd taken their loot up to one of the guard towers and settled in. It was a little bit chilly, but they were bundled up in warm clothes and coats, and Jax had even brought along his fleece blanket that had skulls printed all over it for them to sit on. Also, he knew that the bottle of whiskey they had would warm them up before too long. He hadn't ever drank more than a few sips before, and he was looking forward to seeing what it was like to really tie one on. Stupid maybe, but there it was. What were the teenage years for if not to be stupid?
Hanging out with Nick had proven to be a good thing, too. She was fun to talk to, had the tendency to try to poke holes in his more outrageous statements-- which he actually enjoyed. He hated when girls giggled and simpered and didn't have an independent thought in their heads.-- and okay, she was cute, too. Nothing wrong with noticing that, right? "So," he said, shifting his position a little bit and feeling how cold the wall was even through his jacket, "you ever drink before?"