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Anathema Device ([personal profile] theyralfo) wrote2014-02-23 09:23 pm

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"Completely wrecked it. From the look on my aunt's face you'd have thought that I'd started an extra unexpected world war."

Anathema current state could best be described as 'delightfully buzzed'. There was always the fear in these circumstances that she could veer rather quickly into 'a bit sloshed' and then 'completely pissed' territories. Fortunately one of the many minor perks that came from being who she was, was the one wherein she had the foresight to eat a rather large dinner*. It might not be much, but it had come in remarkably handy during her schooldays.

The fact of the matter was that she deserved a bit of a celebratory drink. Or five. It was her birthday and sure, she might not be entirely certain if she was turning twenty (actual number of years she'd be alive) or thirty-seven (number of years according to this place) but it was just another minor detail. Just like the fact that she hadn't explicitly told Chuck that her birthday was what she was privately celebrating in her head. She'd just mentioned grabbing a drink and here they were.

Besides, wasn't it enough to privately celebrating getting another birthday at all? Dealing with the End of Days typically results in No More Birthdays. Having a confusing one was better than none at all.

Taking another sip of her drink§, she set it down on the bar and opened her mouth to continue. Instead she hiccuped. This made her laugh as she covered her mouth with her hand.

"Sorry. Happens sometimes. Not dignified, but real."



* That and she'd inherited a fantastic hangover cure with a 94% success rate. It was best to never ask her what was in it.

§ A dark and stormy, despite it being neither stormy out nor summer where such a drink is usually consumed.

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