[ Cloud leads the way to the living room and slumps down into the couch. It's a two-seater - anything bigger would have trouble fitting in Cloud's rather small home.
Cloud puts the bag on the coffee table and unearths the bottles and snacks. ]
Of course! [ While Cloud puts the bag on the table, Zack puts his feet with the resounding clank of the glass and bottle both already sitting on it.
Does that. Then sorely realizes he probably should have at least yanked off his boots first. So, he might be shooting his friend a sheepish glance before he goes to do just that. ...Maybe he's just better off keeping them on the floor with the mountain of snacks Cloud's unpacking. Still doesn't stop him from adding: ] Gotta keep dibs on the best friend card, after all.
[ Cloud raises an eyebrow as Zack plops his feet down on the table... with his boots still on. He snorts in amusement when Zack seems to realise his mistake. ]
Don't think you're at any risk of losing that. Well, unless you keep putting your feet on my coffee table.
[ At least back at his apartment. But Zack heads that warning and minds not to do the thing again. He does, however, pointedly bend forward to grab the neck of a bottle and yank the cork out. Just yanks the whole damn thing out easily by hand before he takes a swig.
Takes it and coughs some immediately after with a: ] Shit, I forgot how strong this stuff is!
[ Which clearly means he should offer the bottle to Cloud like he does right after saying so. ]
[ He's not seriously scolding him though, if the small smirk on his lips is anything to go by. Seeing Zack's reaction to the liquor gets a chuckle out of him. ]
You do have some catching up to do.
[ He takes the bottle when offered anyway, and takes his own swig. It's definitely strong and burns its way down his throat, but he doesn't mind the feeling. He then hands it back to Zack. ]
[ Zack takes it gladly. Might also be taking out some sugary syrup of a cheap mix as he stubbornly proclaims: ] Borrowing your kitchen!
[ Not that he's ever not just invited himself in there anyway without an announcement. All the same, he pushes up off the two seater and goes to snag a glass of his own from a cabinet. Throws the freezer open next with a: ] I'll get there though! Hey, you need more ice?
[ He pops a few ice cubes of his own into the glass as he asks. ]
[ It's not like he really has to ask. Zack's been over enough times to almost count as a part-time room mate at this point. It'd be weird if he didn't feel comfortable here at this point. ]
Yeah, sure.
[ The ice he had in his glass has long since melted anyway. ]
You're gonna have to drink faster if you wanna catch up though!
You say that like I haven't drank you to the floor before!
[ Even as he states that though, he's popping out a few more cubes. Debates shooting one from the kitchen to Cloud's glass before he thinks better of it.
...And throws one directly Cloud's way instead like a shit. ] Catch!
[ Okay, so maybe more than once, but he's not about to admit that. It's probably because Zack's bigger than him, anyway. Yes, he'll blame that.
He snaps his head up, quick reflexes immediately going for trying to catch the hurled ice cube. It's slippery when it lands in his hands, and ends up slipping out of them and landing on the floor. Cloud sends an unimpressed look Zack's way as he picks it up and drops it into his glass. ]
Maybe. [ Probably not. But at least going forward, he has the sense to just take the tray on over with him and offer the rest Cloud's way. ]
I managed to finish off those guard dogs that were roaming too close to the edge of town, by the way. Good thing, too. They were starting to get too close to that playground.
[ Cloud rolls his eyes as he plucks out a second ice cube and drops it into his glass. He leans back in the couch again and sips his drink as he listens to Zack. ]
Oh? That's good. That needed taking care of. Hope you don't have anything too strenuous planned for tomorrow though.
[ He smirks a little as he holds up his glass. With the amount of booze they have, hangovers are a definite possibility. ]
[ He shoots an almost wolfish grin Cloud's way. It's there and then fading fast though. Zack returns to the fridge, putting the tray back in the freezer and then pushing with the door still open and hiding his face now. ]
Eh, I might have a date tomorrow, but you know us SOLDIER folk. We sober up pretty quick.
Oh, you know. [ Zack closes the freezer door loudly with another dumb grin. ]
Barret's girl. We got flower crowns planned and everything. [ So, he should probably be making extra sure he's sober, but. He'll get there. For right now? He's flopping back into the seat next to Cloud and taking to his bottle now. He adds with a wink: ] Jealous?
Yeah, well, too bad! I gotta keep my title as the Fairest of them all, after all!
[ Zack's practically bouncing at the pun as he downs a couple long gulps from that bottle now. Comes up for air with an exaggerated gasp and sighs as he melts into the two seater. ]
[ Zack lets out a noise at that slap reflexively. Probably should just keep his mouth shut at this point. Instead, he's going to go and try wrapping an arm around Cloud's shoulders instead, leaning into his space. ] Ah, you'd miss me too much if you did! I'd be getting some kind'a sad, drunk call in the middle of the night!
[ He's probably just asking to get kicked out with his best worst impression that comes next as he mimes a phone with one hand. ] 'Zaaack! Come back!'
[ Cloud wriggles a little when Zack invades his personal space and wraps an arm around him, but it's mostly for show. He doesn't mind it even half as much as he pretends to. He snorts at Zack's stupidity and tries to smack him again, even as a smile tugs at his lips. ]
You're an idiot.
[ There's undeniable fondness in his voice even as he insults his best friend. ]
I wouldn't miss you at all.
[ A blatant lie of course, and he doesn't even bother trying to pretend like he means it. Instead he smirks a little and downs the rest of his drink in one go. ]
Yeah, yeah.. [ There's something smug in Zack's features as he takes another mouthful from his bottle before he sets it down. Relaxes backwards into the couch again, pulling Cloud back along with him.
His expression only then schools into something a little more serious. ]
So, how many drinks will it be until you wanna talk about it?
[ Okay so maybe he'd hoped that Zack would have forgotten about that... He stiffens a little before reaching for the bottle and filling up his glass again. ]
[ Zack nudges Cloud again just a little. Only afterward grabs his own glass that he had deposited down with the bottle prior. He finally pours some of his drink into it, watching it foam before finally pulling his arm back around from Cloud and reaching into the bag next. He holds up a mixed syrup and waves it Cloud's way. ]
[ More for him, he figures. Ends up uncapping and dumping a good bit of it into his glass to fill out the rest. Then sets that bottle down and attempts to mix it with shake of his hand along to try and swirl it before he gives up and goes for a spoon. Stirring away, he looks over his shoulder. ]
[ Cloud gives him an appalled look as he watches him dump the syrup into the drink. ]
What a waste of good booze.
[ He shakes his head in disappointed disapproval as he sips on his own drink. He's starting to feel a slight buzz, but he's still far from being drunk. ]
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[ Cloud leads the way to the living room and slumps down into the couch. It's a two-seater - anything bigger would have trouble fitting in Cloud's rather small home.
Cloud puts the bag on the coffee table and unearths the bottles and snacks. ]
Damn. You really went all out, huh?
[ Not that he's complaining. ]
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Does that. Then sorely realizes he probably should have at least yanked off his boots first. So, he might be shooting his friend a sheepish glance before he goes to do just that. ...Maybe he's just better off keeping them on the floor with the mountain of snacks Cloud's unpacking. Still doesn't stop him from adding: ] Gotta keep dibs on the best friend card, after all.
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Don't think you're at any risk of losing that. Well, unless you keep putting your feet on my coffee table.
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[ At least back at his apartment. But Zack heads that warning and minds not to do the thing again. He does, however, pointedly bend forward to grab the neck of a bottle and yank the cork out. Just yanks the whole damn thing out easily by hand before he takes a swig.
Takes it and coughs some immediately after with a: ] Shit, I forgot how strong this stuff is!
[ Which clearly means he should offer the bottle to Cloud like he does right after saying so. ]
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[ He's not seriously scolding him though, if the small smirk on his lips is anything to go by. Seeing Zack's reaction to the liquor gets a chuckle out of him. ]
You do have some catching up to do.
[ He takes the bottle when offered anyway, and takes his own swig. It's definitely strong and burns its way down his throat, but he doesn't mind the feeling. He then hands it back to Zack. ]
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[ Not that he's ever not just invited himself in there anyway without an announcement. All the same, he pushes up off the two seater and goes to snag a glass of his own from a cabinet. Throws the freezer open next with a: ] I'll get there though! Hey, you need more ice?
[ He pops a few ice cubes of his own into the glass as he asks. ]
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Yeah, sure.
[ The ice he had in his glass has long since melted anyway. ]
You're gonna have to drink faster if you wanna catch up though!
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[ Even as he states that though, he's popping out a few more cubes. Debates shooting one from the kitchen to Cloud's glass before he thinks better of it.
...And throws one directly Cloud's way instead like a shit. ] Catch!
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[ Okay, so maybe more than once, but he's not about to admit that. It's probably because Zack's bigger than him, anyway. Yes, he'll blame that.
He snaps his head up, quick reflexes immediately going for trying to catch the hurled ice cube. It's slippery when it lands in his hands, and ends up slipping out of them and landing on the floor. Cloud sends an unimpressed look Zack's way as he picks it up and drops it into his glass. ]
Was that really necessary?
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I managed to finish off those guard dogs that were roaming too close to the edge of town, by the way. Good thing, too. They were starting to get too close to that playground.
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Oh? That's good. That needed taking care of. Hope you don't have anything too strenuous planned for tomorrow though.
[ He smirks a little as he holds up his glass. With the amount of booze they have, hangovers are a definite possibility. ]
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[ He shoots an almost wolfish grin Cloud's way. It's there and then fading fast though. Zack returns to the fridge, putting the tray back in the freezer and then pushing with the door still open and hiding his face now. ]
Eh, I might have a date tomorrow, but you know us SOLDIER folk. We sober up pretty quick.
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[ Well, at least it's Cloud's plan. Zack's next words make him raise an eyebrow in surprise. ]
A date, really? Who'd you trick into that?
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Barret's girl. We got flower crowns planned and everything. [ So, he should probably be making extra sure he's sober, but. He'll get there. For right now? He's flopping back into the seat next to Cloud and taking to his bottle now. He adds with a wink: ] Jealous?
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Incredibly. Nothing I wanna do more than play princesses with a 5-year-old.
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[ Zack's practically bouncing at the pun as he downs a couple long gulps from that bottle now. Comes up for air with an exaggerated gasp and sighs as he melts into the two seater. ]
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Ugh, that was so bad, even for you. If this devolves into you making bad puns all night I'm kicking you out.
[ He doesn't really mean that, but. He hides his teasing smirk by taking a swig from his glass. ]
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[ He's probably just asking to get kicked out with his best worst impression that comes next as he mimes a phone with one hand. ] 'Zaaack! Come back!'
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You're an idiot.
[ There's undeniable fondness in his voice even as he insults his best friend. ]
I wouldn't miss you at all.
[ A blatant lie of course, and he doesn't even bother trying to pretend like he means it. Instead he smirks a little and downs the rest of his drink in one go. ]
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His expression only then schools into something a little more serious. ]
So, how many drinks will it be until you wanna talk about it?
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More than this, definitely.
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[ Zack nudges Cloud again just a little. Only afterward grabs his own glass that he had deposited down with the bottle prior. He finally pours some of his drink into it, watching it foam before finally pulling his arm back around from Cloud and reaching into the bag next. He holds up a mixed syrup and waves it Cloud's way. ]
You want some?
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No thanks. That shit just makes it taste like ass.
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[ More for him, he figures. Ends up uncapping and dumping a good bit of it into his glass to fill out the rest. Then sets that bottle down and attempts to mix it with shake of his hand along to try and swirl it before he gives up and goes for a spoon. Stirring away, he looks over his shoulder. ]
You wanna watch something then?
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What a waste of good booze.
[ He shakes his head in disappointed disapproval as he sips on his own drink. He's starting to feel a slight buzz, but he's still far from being drunk. ]
Like what?
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and died a bit from work but still here o7!!
no worries!! i will backtag forever haha
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and back after being sick a week or so whoo.
oof i'm glad you're feeling better!