Hawkward (fiercewings) wrote in onewaythreads, @ 2019-03-31 04:26:00 |
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Entry tags: | hawks, janet van dyne |
Who: Hawks and Jan
What: celebrating hair dye, or something
When: Today
Where: Adrift and Beyondddd
Warnings: Low. Will change if needed.
Status: Incomplete
Hawks knew one thing for sure in his life of being a feathered friend: drunk flying was a nono. It was too dangerous when you thought about things like birds smacking into your face or helicopters chopping you up. People didn't fly safe, they flew predictably, and it was hard to be predictable when you felt warm and just shy of too hazy to really exist. This was somewhere in the realm of my body will hate you for terrible choices and it's nice enough not to care. He was pretty sure the whole brunette thing was strange enough, but the rate at which he'd been drinking lately was remarkable. He drank before, sure, but never actually enough to feel this stupid.
"I'm not gonna make it home...this place doesn't even have bread..." He gave a little scoff, looking back from their seat. It was nice, though, being able to sit outside and enjoy a breeze that was maybe a touch too cool, but nothing a jacket couldn't fix. "They don't have chicken wings either...when I lived in Japan everywhere had chicken...I took Endeavor to this place that had really good bird on a stick and I tried to joke about being a bird and he didn't even think I was funny. That guy..." He made a face, his glass almost making it to his lips before he looked back to Jan, eyes wide. "You think I'm funny right? It's soooo much better when a pretty girl thinks you're funny than stupid number one heroes."