Jan. 8th, 2009

mrpublicity: (Up yours)
9.16. "It's against my religion to give out personal advice, but you should either sober up or get real drunk."
| The Ice Harvest

Co-written with [livejournal.com profile] notskywalker

Aiden looked at the line of shot glasses Luke was setting up across the coffee table and raised an eyebrow. “And you want to get me drunk why?” he asked suspiciously. “Is this some post-engagement groom ritual I don’t know about or are you just insane?”

Luke quickly but carefully poured the bottle of tequila to fill the six glasses, only spilling a little on the glass table top. “No, this is a ‘Spent your thirtieth birthday and New Year sober and have to make up for it’ ritual,” he corrected and eyed Aiden closely. “Speaking of…”

“Fuck,” Aiden laughed, shaking his head. “You’re as subtle as a knee in the nads.”

“Why didn’t you drink? It was your fucking thirtieth!” Luke cried and pushed one of the shots in Aiden’s direction along with the dish of lemon slices and the salt shaker.

Aiden scratched his head, still smirking... )


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