“you got me there. i’m an important person, i have a million important business at all times. i have to supervise other people doing the work i could be doing.” when someone has been drinking since the day they were born, using alcohol as an excuse for his actions became tiring. he always assumed that adrien was joking or teasing knowing full well that he was most likely being serious. adrien bit his lip with sharp feeling going through his stomach, and all he did was respond with a quick snap. “again, i know you do this out of love. and because i know it definitely bothers you that you can’t get a ruse out of me.” the snap was his way of using his own abilities, changing the taste of adrian’s drink to a gross mixture of fireball, tequila, and vodka in one. he didn’t make it known what he did, as sometimes adrian was able to pick up on his tricks and sometimes he could be caught off guard.
wally rolled his eyes at his friend’s infectious smile. “now you have me feeling bad. i would wait a couple of seconds before drinking that..” he snapped his fingers once more, returning the drink to it’s original state. “don’t change yourself on me, it’s fun when you’re being stubborn and not listening.” wally leaned back against the bar, his attention being all over the place with the movement of other patron at the bar. “because it’s way more fun to let people complain about having more money than they need. i love making people believe they have power over me.” he was constantly being over-estimated and he loved being able to prove other people wrong. “and here i thought i was the morally chaotic one. do people keep going up against you because they want to be the first to beat you? that’s so cute.” he got another round of shots, the bartender was new and seemed to be impress at how much he’d ordered. “anyways, what are you doing after this? i’m thinking of moving this to the bar in my building. they have food there. i know how much you love free shit.”
He knew the other was giving him a taste of his own medicine when he took a large gulp of alcohol, only to find out the bitter taste was everything but enjoyable. Toughin’ it up, and swallowing it instead of spraying the whole bar with the liquid, he slowly turned his head towards Dionysus. Keep a straight face through it all, he tried his best not to frown as he stared into the other God’s eyes and took what was left of the liquid in his glass, and poured it into his mouth like it was nothing. It was quite possibly the worst mix in history and recognizing the god awful taste of cinnamon through it all made him gag. ‘’Delicious.’’ If only the look on his face didn’t reflect the opposite.
‘‘Thank fuck,’‘ Ares simply said when Wally turned what was left of his drink into what it used to be. ‘‘I thought about letting one of them win, once, but there isn’t enough money in the world to buy my defeat!’‘ Noticing the look on the barman’s face when Dio asked for another round, he couldn’t help to chuckle to snort. ‘‘Let’s go now, before I have to carry you out of here over my shoulder,’‘ he suggested, tapping the edge of the bar before getting back on his feed. ‘‘Who doesn’t like free things? but we’re living in the same apartment complex, handsome. Whatever is free for you probably had been paid with our taxes or something,’‘ he shook his head at the thought of it. ‘‘Might as well take advantage of it! You comin’?’‘