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erinxyun:
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when erin arrived on the cruise, the first place she went was the bar. she didn’t even put her things in her quarters before she had a drink in hand. that was a month ago and has spent far too much time at the multiple bars on board. not to mention all the fun she could have around greece. her parents really should have thought this through. being on the cruise was hardly a punishment. this was practically heaven for her.
with a drink in hand, erin was eyeing a few options of people she could possibly take back to her room for the night. she was silently flirting with a girl half way across the bar when the man next to her spoke up. “isn’t that the point? strong drinks means you get drunk faster,” there was a light teasing tone to her voice as she finally pulled her eyes away from the girl. “what are you drinking, anyways? looks good.”
just as the female next to her reacted to his words, sebastian couldn’t help himself but to chuckle. truly, people have different interpretations toward the meaning of fun. for baz, he prefers having more fun memories rather than being the first man down. where’s the fun in that anyway?
“they called it aunt roberta.” up until now, he still finds the name hilarious. “based from what i saw earlier, i think it’s a mix of different alcohol. no mixers in it, so i guess i expected this already.” a smirk slowly grew prominent on his charming features, then took another short sip from his glass. “what do you have there, anyway?”
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thefernisms:
“sharing is caring…” fern mocks baz, rolling his eyes at the other as he just lets him drink his mojito. he then grabs the older man’s cocktail in return and drinks the rest of it, eyes never leaving his. “maybe you’re right–but my mojito was still better, now you owe me one.” he laughs at the nickname baz has given him, fernando, it was just something thrown out of nowhere during the course of their friendship, and he loved it. only baz was allowed to call him that. “i really don’t get what you mean–you’re confusing most of the time whenever you get to that topic…you know?”
the taller male smirked, clearly enjoying the fact that he has asserted dominance just by taking his friend’s drink away. she finished it, then even teased him just by passing the glass with nothing but the mint garnish and the tall stack of ice. “ah, just get whatever it is that you want. i’ll pay for whatever the price is.” truly, he sounded boastful yet charismatic. this trait had always made people swoon over him. just as his friend continued speaking, his brown eyes seemed to remain fixated on fern-- as if he was the only thing he could see now. “eh? how come you know how to speak three languages fluently... and you’re this oblivious? something is not clicking.”
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thefernisms:
fern rolls his eyes at baz’s next words. “i’m not even surprised by that fact at this point…” he takes a deep breath, pinching the bridge of his nose as her fauxed frustration at the other. “to be honest, i don’t find any reason to leave right now…” for the first time, he was exploring the world on his own, without the company of his father and just the older male. as much as he missed his father sometimes, fern knew he needed this. to get to know the world on his own, and to do it with the man beside him, genuinely he wouldn’t ask for it any other way. he suddenly raised an eyebrow at his next words. “h-hey!” he says as he takes his glass away from the other. “i literally ordered one for you–what do you mean by that, baz?” he says, an eyebrow raised at the taller man.
sebastian pouted as fern began scolding him for taking a sip on his drink. despite being a few years older, one could really say that fern was the one who’s mature in this friendship-- or maybe, in all aspects of life. “whatever happened to sharing is caring now? is it... a long gone quote or something?” he taunted some more, brows slightly furrowed against each other as his eyes squinted in suspicion. “the drink doesn’t taste that good if it’s mine.” he teased again as he laughed. “ah, you’ll figure it out, fernando. you just gotta use the brain inside that skull of yours.”
thefernisms:
there’s not a conversation he shared with the other where he would not annoy him and laugh when he slips into his little french rants, and the way baz was laughing and almost losing himself because of it….fern wouldn’t let him be aware about this because he knows it would get into the other’s head but he finds it quite amusing. this usual exchange between them between a few too many shots of alcohol and then their favorite cocktails was something he’s not going to be tired of. “baz, the drinks her are pure perfection, the owner knows how her mojito should be–you should try it.” he shrugs in response at the other. “speaking of…” he asks for two of those to the bartender to have after they finish their own drinks. “the only setup i’d only love for you to put me in is with these poisonous shots, thank you very much.”
by the time baz had finished his cocktail, he couldn’t help himself but to feel a little more energized than before. he was practically clapping his hands now, that fern was the one who ordered more drinks for them. “i know! and the bartender is really cute. maybe i’d become a real regular here if we stay longer than planned. who knows, right?” the man exclaimed, still laughing drunkenly before taking a sip from fern’s mojito. he was drunk enough to do that, so might as well make the most out of it now. “i could honestly put you in different places if you wanted me to, you know.”
abigailbaileyisms:
“Yay!” she cheered, giggling as she sat back and got herself comfortable. Rolling her eyes playfully, she nodded. “Yes yes, of course. I’m up for that.” Grabbing her phone, she checked the time real quick. Abi smiled softly at the backscreen of it, showing off one of her favourite pictures of her girlfriend. Sure, it was only a few more hours but she missed the dancer more than anything. “I wished that Traci didn’t have to work tonight,” she admitted with a gentle sigh, setting her phone back on the coffee table and pressing play for the movie. Hers and Traci’s cat, Hatshepsut, jumped up on the couch to sleep at the girl’s feet. She gently scratched her head before smiling at Baz. “I would’ve loved for her to join our movie night.”
baz wasn’t going to lie about the mere fact that abi’s happiness is always contagious. he ended up beaming like a child who was given a lollipop for obeying simple rules, and this side of him is somehow only visible for a few people, including abigail. “work really sucks, eh?” the male hummed as he grabbed one of his friend’s blankets and wrapped it around him. “and it definitely sucks that she wasn’t able to enjoy my fun company on movie nights. you could definitely hit me up next time if you are looking for a third wheel. hopefully by then, i have someone to bring so it wouldn’t be just me and this blanket that i claimed.” the man chuckled, then turned to look at abi’s tv screen.
thefernisms:
“c'est du poison!” fern glared at baz for a moment, shaking his head at the other before downing the rest of his glass’s contents before ordering his sixth or seventh cosmopolitan for the night. he knew it was still early and they’re going to have a long night, though he had to be careful for not the same incident to happen again, and for just baz to forget it after. it’s doesn’t really matter that much for fern, yet he values their friendship so much, how they’ve been together for such a long time now. he perks up at his words and looks at the bartender the older guy pointed out. “eh, i had a long day, i’ve explored a bit around town.”
fern speaking in french has always been an amusing sight for sebastian he would end up turning red whenever he would giggle at it, and the only way for it to vanish was to actually have his attention diverted into something else more entertaining than that. she takes another sip from the recently served glass of cocktail, then just ended up avoiding to meet fern’s gaze to avoid laughing and bursting the drink right on his face. “boohoo, you’re no fun.” instead, he just resorted to his harmless taunts. typical baz. “eh? i’m quite surprised you actually still have the energy to find me and be here. you have to admit the drink’s good enough to make you stay a little longer.” he winked.
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thefernisms:
fern preferred staying in his quarters during the nights after a long day of taking a stroll wherever nereid’s docked. in his case, he explored this small town called parikia for today. he rented a bike and just rode around, stopping by a couple of times just to buy those little trinkets he could give to his friends later, maybe a back scratcher for baz for shits and giggles. well–speaking of, instead of being in bed to just spend the rest of the night to watch some episode of this crappy show–too hot to handle on netflix, he’s at the bar, sitting beside the said man in his mind as they take these jaegermeister shots, groaning to himself at how strong it was. “merde.” he mumbled to himself, slamming the shot glass down on the counter, before taking a huge sip of his cosmopolitan. “this is poison, baz.”
“i said strong, not poison.” the taller male stated, looking amused at how his friend reacted to the drink that they were speaking of. this had baz turning to the cute bartender once again, ordering more shots and glasses of strong cocktails for them to enjoy-- as if his current state would be able to finish each of it. “i think the girl who just served this is kinda into you.” baz teased, wanting fern to let loose and lighten up as he passed him another shot of jaegermeister. truly, baz was in his element.