Who: Anders Johnson and Max Black When: Evening 1st March (backdated) Where: Mitchell’s Pub What: A bit of one on one drinking action Rating: TBD Status: Ask first
Max waited in the pub, lounging and lazy. She could barely remember a time in her life when she’d been allowed to be so damn lazy. Part of her was liking it, the other, now she’d caught up on about a thousand years of sleep deprivation and eaten all the food she couldn’t afford at home, was getting bored.
That was where Anders Johnson came in, a dangerous, stupid choice, that was never going to really be a choice, particularly with the hotness that was Dean Winchester sniffing around, but there was something...just something...
So when the suggestion of a personal drinking game had risen from a series of increasingly drunk texts at the big one, it had to be taken forward.