@worthyarthur (plotted.)
A few drinks in, and she didn’t seemed phased in the slightest. And she really wasn’t. Built up a tolerance like she had and it took a hell of a lot more than a few beers to get her sloshed. She could respect the fact that he also seemed unaffected so far.
Which would win? Asgardian constitution or Atlesian constitution? That question, and a competitive nature, had prompted this little duel. Brunn knew what she was good at, and drinking was definitely one of her strongest skills. Fish boy wasn’t about to take that from her.
“Doing good? Doing okay?” she teased, pausing a moment to guzzle down half her beer. It wasn’t about speed, but about the number of empty bottles behind you before you tapped out. Didn’t mean she had to go slow. “You know, never met someone who could beat me. Don’t know why you think you’re so special.”