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[easy_a]

[Guess who hasn't gotten off her cool kitchen floor? Guess who's also only in a bikini top and a pair of cut-off shorts because fuck the heat? And guess who is never in hot weather in general, much less weather this stifling?

You've probably guessed correctly.]

If anyone wants to come over for mint juleps, now would be the time before I give into peer pressure and pass out from the heat... like the rest of you lot not used to this bullshit weather.

Sirius, bring gin when you come.

[Assuming he's coming over anyway? You bet.]

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[notinthecards]

On my way. If you need more gin...

[easy_a]

Bring it. Never too much booze.

[alwaysimpure]

You're so much better than I deserve.

[easy_a]

Bullshit. I'm really not that great of a person; if the probation workers were... [not dead]... here, they'd beat you over the head with it.

[A beat.]

How are you feeling?

[alwaysimpure]

I don't give a fuck about what they'd say. Could use some of your company, I think. Not sure on everyone else, especially if I'm drinking.

[Well, at least he's honest.]

I can cool your place down, too, some of my spells work even with the island doing its thing.

[easy_a]

You don't have to pay them any mind, then. I don't think they'll have enough energy to chat too much anyways. Heat's too exhausting for that.

[...Well, doesn't she feel silly?]

...You've really got a spell for everything, haven't you?

[alwaysimpure]

Then I'll keep my mind focused on you. It's what it prefers, anyway.

[Get used to the wizard in your life, love.]

...pretty much, yeah. My people have been doing nothing but magic since forever.

[easy_a]

Good; I prefer it as well.

[She will! ...In due time.]

Guess I know who to call when shit goes wrong... and not just because you're my boyfriend.

[Joking? Partially.]

[alwaysimpure]

Either's a good reason. But, yeah, as long as you don't want any cooking charms out of me, I'm pretty versatile.

You'll find out.

[easy_a]

That's wot the microwave's for.

[Yanno, if she's not feeling up to actually cooking.]

...How versatile are we talking here?

[The innuendo. It is back. That didn't take long, now did it?]

[redwinekindofgirl]

Is that offer open to anyone?

[She's never had a mint julep.]

[easy_a]

It is. I'm guessing you're interested, yeah?

[redwinekindofgirl]

Yeah, I am. You're gonna have to educate me, though. I've been drinking shitty beer and moonshine since.. forever.

[easy_a]

[The slightest of smiles pulls on the corners of her lips.]

That'll be easy enough. Just a matter of mixing shit right.

[redwinekindofgirl]

So, you'll show me? [She looks positively eager at the prospect.]

[easy_a]

Er, yeah. It's not like drink mixing is rocket science.

[redwinekindofgirl]

Hey, great! I guess I need to know where you live, then-- oh, and I'm Julie.

[easy_a]

[She offers a smile instead of a "nice to meet you".] Alisha.

I'm over in West 202. Come over whenever you want.

[reanimated]

Alisha! Alisha love, I'm dying, I swear to you I won't make a single remark about your tits if you share your booze and floor with me.

[easy_a]

You can't die; you're immortal. [Some things never change.]

Anyways, door's open. Come on over whenever.

[reanimated]

Well I can very bloody well try then! I'd be surprised if I hadn't died already in fact, I'm fairly certain this is hell.

[easy_a]

If it were Hell, it's sure as fuck the most boring and strangest Hell ever. You're not dead.

But you are sober. Which is probably worse with this heat.

[alwaysimpure]

Not remarking on her tits is appreciated anyway.

[reanimated]

I'm sorry, have we met? It's what I do. It's an old joke between friends!

[alwaysimpure]

Not sure. If you weren't remarking on my girlfriend's tits at the time it might be less worth remembering.