Who: Peter Hale & Veronica Mars What: Drunk things When: Backdated to Monday Night (Apr 6) Where: White Wyrm then who knows Warnings: Drinking, bad decisions are made Status: Closed/Ongoing
It was almost a typical Monday night for Peter. It was a slower crowd, the regulars he had come to recognize and chat with, with a decent playlist playing over the speakers. The odd thing out was the blonde sitting at the end of the bar, working her way to a full on drunk. He'd already refilled her drink a half dozen times, but she seemed to be holding it well so far, but he'd also dealt with those who looked fine, stood up, and hit the floor immediately.
Peter walked back over to that end of the bar, bottle in hand, and started to refill her glass. "So, are you ready to talk yet, or should I just make sure there's a taxi waiting for you in a few hours?"