i love you fr emdette x
several â or more than several â drinks have been ingested, jack had been promptly uninvited before they showed up, the two of them declaring it a girlâs night. she was sure that both bar and bartender must have been sick of them right now, but she stopped caring two rounds ago. or, stopped thinking about how much she cared. it was last call now, and they still had half full glasses in front of them and a tab to be closed out. her heart warms greatly at the otherâs words â or maybe itâs the whiskey sheâs finishing off. NOT her drink of choice by any stretch of the imagination, but sheâd promised odette sheâd close out the night with something a little more mature than a sex on the beach or vodka cran. her grimace at the drink turns into an â aww â and a beaming smile which turns into her hopping down from her barstool to force odette into a hug as the tab is placed in front of them. keeping arms wrapped around her friend in embrace, emma peeks over odetteâs shoulder at the bill.   â  you still owe me fifty dollars.  â














