[ @mortclle ]
“Here, have some hot chocolate with me. Christmas always puts me in the mood and I can never make a normal amount for just myself, it always has be more and then feel shitty throwing some of it away. You’re the solution to my problem.” Christmas was truly more important than anything else surrounding them. At least Pink wanted to push the shitty part to the side, let herself mull over it once things settled more, tried not letting herself panick. Panick never helped.
“Oh, there’s some whiskey in that too, by the way,“she nodded towards the other’s mug, adding it almost like an afterthought. The unspoken additon was obvious - we gotta deal with this shit somehow and the alcohol might not be the solution, but it would certainly help some stuff.