food in the woodsen

Koa

Don't you just wanna wake up dark as a lake
Smelling like a bonfire, lost in a haze?

"Yeah, well." Again Koa shrugs, trying for unbothered and landing somewhere in the realm of despondent. He takes another sip of the old fashioned, savoring the burn upon his throat. Setting the glass down on the table with a clunk, he lets himself huff a bitter laugh. "I didn't know she was seeing someone else. Just like Flora. See? I have a type."

He expects it to end there, with a aw buddy sorry and little else. What he doesn't anticipate is Zavien bringing up Soh's current relationship status. Before he can think Koa looks up, eyebrows raising marginally. "Y... yeah, I guess. Or she was the last time we talked." A week before, so unlikely to have changed, but Koa's given up trying to predict what can happen in a week.

Glancing back down, he pretends to be very interested in a crack on the table, rubbing his thumbnail against it. "Not that it matters. We're finally friends again, and even if I wanted--" He stops, frowning, wanting very much to blame the alcohol for the way heat raises on his neck. Does he want that? Koa shakes his head. "It doesn't matter," he mutters softly, as much to himself as to Zav.

If you're drunk on life, babe, I think it's great
But while in this world I think I'll take my whiskey neat