And this we will overcome too

it's 2am and i took 17 shots of vodka trying to forget your name

but the only name i forgot was mine. and sober —

She could toy with him all afternoon until it got dark, but she itches for the moose shift, of the promise of fresh clothes and a shower, to wash away the scent of the Grounds and Torchline that almost seem embedded into her skin. Still, she gives him the option, happy to oblige however he chooses, when he decides home is best too. Her chest swells with the warmth of love and she tilts her head to press a kiss to his lips in the form of a promise that she’d take care of him once they were home and settled.

And then, he gets a hold of himself, pulling away as she finds her feet beneath her, flashing a wide fanged grin up his way as she readjusts her shirt. By the time she’s done this, she looks up at him again and spies the antlers extending from his head, amused and pleased to see them as she nods her head in excitement. “Moose!” She chimes, reaching into herself and pulling out that shift that she had stolen.

It takes her a second to get used to the hooves beneath her, but when she does, she peers back at Chuy with what can only be a smug, moose smirk. Ready! She chimes yet again through the bond, swelling him with warmth and love and happiness that accompany the words.

— or drunk, you're the only thing on my mind

KIADA