[Open] DRINKY LOG drinky log

[rivalsolarbeam]

Who: People who fully intend to get drunk, are going to end up accidentally drunk, and their rare, responsible friends.
What: It's a bar log. BAR THINGS.
When: September 20th but also probably whenever you need one.
Where: A bar that hasn't banned Green Team yet.
Warnings: Drunk people maybe. Bar things. Birthdays. Etc.


So here it was. A Saturday night. Or maybe it was a Sunday. Maybe it was a Tuesday and you just really needed a something something.

This was the place to get a something something.

The weekends were for parties. The weekdays were for brooding.

IT WAS A BAR IT WAS FOR DRINKING. Please drink responsibly. If you're under 19, please have very convincing IDs.

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[rivalairslash]

Char, what. Illegal, what. Pidge gave a horrified look on his face.

"Don't. You. Dare."

[rivalappeared]

Green laughed fondly, a reassuring sound intended for the Pidgeot next to him.

"No worries, Pidge. Legal is the whole name of the game tonight. Green Team by the books."

This was punctuated by a backwards lean, making eye contact with Char out of Pidge's line of sight, facial expression clearly saying "Whatever you think is best."

[rivalcurse]

"Aw, c'mon, Pidge, loosen up, will you? It's Bulba's big night, I'm pretty sure it ain't gonna kill you to have a little bit of fun. We ain't even gonna be that bad."

Look at that grin on her face. She is planning on being exactly as bad as Pidge thinks they're going to be. There is no escaping it.

[rivalthunderbolts]

Jolt was there to party and maybe get shitfaced. Plus, it had been entirely too long since the team got into some shenanigans, so he really wasn't the type to make this situation any better whatsoever.

"Yeah, just relax and enjoy yourself! What's the worst that could happen?"

So, so many things.

[rivalsolarbeam]

"Too many things," Bulba said with another laugh. It was true though. There were too many things.

"Don't give him too many things to worry about when I'm severely incapacitated. That's my birthday gift."

[rivalappeared]

Green laughed again, approaching the bar, physically waving the concerns of the more pragmatic members of the team way with a flippant hand.

"I wouldn't do that, you and Pidge are already babysitters every other day of the year. So... Bulba. What is your first drink going to be... ?"

[rivalsolarbeam]

Look at that. All those worries were gone now. How easy and peasy.

Bulba scanned the rainbow of bottles studding the back of the bar, finding no familiarity with any of their names or contents. He nicked a drink list to stare at, but quickly found there were more choices than he really knew what to do with, so he set it aside to grin at his team mates.

"I'll be bold and adventurous and leave it in the hands of my experienced elders. Though, uh, I'm going to make a request for something fruity."

[rivalkidneypunch]

Char, admittedly, was not high on the list of people who would be considered fruity drink connoisseurs. No harm in giving it a solid try, though, was there? Let's see: Bulba liked sweet stuff. Apples especially. Probably wouldn't worry about a drink being too girly or anything like that.

Thus... "I dunno, appletini?"