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Aug 23, 2019 22:07:07 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Aug 23, 2019 22:07:07 GMT -7
As Vic glared at him for a moment saying that it had been four drink that got her drunk Jim just nodded. He wasn’t even sure if that was right or not at this point. He had merely been teasing her. Most of this night was still a blur. The kiss between them stood out at least for now. Still who known just what would remain in his head when he woke up, probably hungover. These were thoughts he couldn’t really have in his drunken state. “Fine, Fine. It was four, I’m sure that will make it sound better.” Jim finally replied in-between agreeing nods. “I’ll keep that in mind and keep a snack handy from now on.” Jim joked for a moment as she corrected him on when she might blow things up.
Vic explained again that there would be no bounce houses at the wedding and Jim smiled a little. “That you know of, I’m sure I could hide one somewhere til the big day.” He was only joking but magic could really do anything, a making a bounce house spell might not exist yet but that didn’t mean it couldn’t. At least that what his drunken thoughts had put together as for a moment he was more worried about that than the fact he was in a jokingly way engaged to Vic. It was an odd situation for sure but it was all in fun. Once they were out of the store or the next day they could laugh about this and call it all a joke. At least that was till the older lady congratulating them and said he husband could marry them right now.
As the lady ran in back to her husband Vic didn’t let up, saying that he could back down but she wasn’t going to. Even now in a situation like this he wasn’t accepting a loss. Sober Jim would have in a second as this was getting out of hand but drunk Jim wanted nothing more than to win. Still sure that Vic would cave if this kept going. “Please, why would I back out? I get to marry a beautiful amazing woman and be safe from the Weasley take over of Europe in the future.” Jim explained partially joking as he was for no real reason confidence Vic would stop all this in time. “You on the other hand end up with me, personally I think you’d be getting the bad end of that deal. You should probably call this off now and let me win.”
As the lady returned still as happy as could be as Vic tried to explain they couldn’t get married with out some champagne to celebrate. Jim was moments from agreeing before the lady cut her off and pulled out a bottle from behind the desk. Truly this lady was prepared for every excuse they could come up with. Fate was a weird word to use but nothing else could describe how ready this lady was for all this to happen. “Yes, I do feel like I need one of those drinks at this point... to celebrate.” Jim got out an awkward small laugh before he took one of the glasses the woman now filled with wine and downed it rather quickly.
@victoire
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Oct 30, 2019 23:12:08 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Oct 30, 2019 23:12:08 GMT -7
He agreed that it had been four drinks, not less, and she nodded proudly. He said that he would keep a snack in mind in case she got hangry and wanted to blow something up. "Here's a tip, wonder-boy," she leaned in a little closer, which was kind of off balance, "always carry a snack when your'e with a woman," she advised. She nodded seriously before attempting to straighten up. He said he was sure he could hide a bounce house until the 'big day' that was his wedding day. She laughed, pursing her lips and furrowing her brows. "I will kill you," she said firmly. But the joke didn't last as suddenly things started rolling like a snowball getting bigger and bigger as it rolled down a hill. A very steep hill, that was clear. But still, even as the lady went back for her husband, he said he wouldn't back down. Especially since he'd be 'protected' from the Weasley take over. Shrugged at that and then as he started to talk about how she'd getting the bad end of the deal, she shook her head. "Jimothy," she reached a hand out to place it on his shoulder. "If you think you're the bad end of this deal, you have no idea who you're dealing with."The lady had whipped out a drink and Vic leaned away slightly, toward Jim. "Yes... yeah, guess it's that time," she took a glass herself, looked at Jim, and smiled. "To whatever version of us we see on the other side of this," she toasted, lifting her glass and taking a long sip. After that... the rest was kind of a blur. A man speaking, the lady giggling, Jim's face... his smile, his voice, saying something, his hands in hers, his lips on hers again, if she recalled correctly. Either way, as oblivion seemed to speed toward them Vic only had one thought... At least they weren't dead. @jim (the end, methinks.)
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