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ᴊᴏsʜ ғᴀʀᴀᴅᴀʏ ([personal profile] peacemakers) wrote in [community profile] cowbabes 2020-06-13 06:01 am (UTC)

I'm a man of my word, aren't I?

[ He drains the last of his whiskey before getting to his feet.

It's a tactical retreat, he tells himself. A moment to buy himself time to recompose himself, to figure out another topic to distract the two of them from this line of conversation.

Or maybe Faraday is making a mountain out of a molehill. There's a very real possibility that Vasquez saw the entire situation as a way of blowing off steam, and that Faraday is, uncharacteristically, taking things too seriously.

The bartender is ready for him before he even reaches the counter, and he plucks up the two new drinks with a quick, grateful nod. She casts him an amused look, tells him that the two of them ought to consider slowing down a little.

Faraday just smiles and shrugs.

He returns, setting the drinks down and sliding back into his seat. ]


Jenny suggests we be kinder to our livers.

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