03-24-2009, 09:07 PM
drinking with the ex-inlaws is probably BAD.. 
The soft sound of paws through the sand met the over sized ears of the Savant, the bottle cradled in his hands like a cherished friend as every once in a while the warm liquid caressed his lips and rolled like sweet nectar across his tongue. He ignored the fact that another was wandering along his stretch of beach, it wasn't like the ocean front property was a private resort. The soothing buzz of the tequila was like honey, and like all sweet pollens it seemed to call to all on the four winds to join in the pursuit of bliss.
There was a simple smile on the lips of the male as he tilted his head to the side to steal a glance at the lady who'd invited herself to his little world where the heartache and pain of reality didn't matter, atleast for a moment in time. The bottle slid down from his grasp to rest in the sands while a finger dangerously teetered the magical elixir back and forth between the two leaders. "I don't know.. do you think you're strong enough?" The question could have meant a million things or even granted him a million answers but for each cause there was an effect and for every answer she could have given him the choice was hers in the end.
He offered her a wicked little grin as he passed the bottle, waiting to see if the little lady was bold enough to throw it all away. He didn't know what she might have had worth forgetting or if it was the mere curiosity of the unknown but he wasn't going to turn her away, everyone had the right to take a trip down the rabbit hole once or twice, if today was to be her day he didn't mind being her guide.
The soft sound of paws through the sand met the over sized ears of the Savant, the bottle cradled in his hands like a cherished friend as every once in a while the warm liquid caressed his lips and rolled like sweet nectar across his tongue. He ignored the fact that another was wandering along his stretch of beach, it wasn't like the ocean front property was a private resort. The soothing buzz of the tequila was like honey, and like all sweet pollens it seemed to call to all on the four winds to join in the pursuit of bliss.
There was a simple smile on the lips of the male as he tilted his head to the side to steal a glance at the lady who'd invited herself to his little world where the heartache and pain of reality didn't matter, atleast for a moment in time. The bottle slid down from his grasp to rest in the sands while a finger dangerously teetered the magical elixir back and forth between the two leaders. "I don't know.. do you think you're strong enough?" The question could have meant a million things or even granted him a million answers but for each cause there was an effect and for every answer she could have given him the choice was hers in the end.
He offered her a wicked little grin as he passed the bottle, waiting to see if the little lady was bold enough to throw it all away. He didn't know what she might have had worth forgetting or if it was the mere curiosity of the unknown but he wasn't going to turn her away, everyone had the right to take a trip down the rabbit hole once or twice, if today was to be her day he didn't mind being her guide.