status : closed for @amthvsts. location : redacted for legal purposes. time : fashionably late.
having grown up the way he did, mack’s no stranger to events like the masquerade. tonight, however, feels different. he’s yet to determine if it’s a good different or a bad one, but, as he so often does, he chooses to be optimistic. with mia as his date, he knows it’ll at the very least, be a night to remember. shooting the bar tender a smile in thanks, he returns to mia’s side with a negroni in one hand and a gin and tonic in the other. after belatedly realizing he hadn’t gotten mia’s order before offering to go to the bar, he’d opted to get both of them drinks he knows she likes and hope for the best. he’s not picky when it comes to alcohol. “pick your poison. and if the answer’s neither, i’ll drink both of them and go back for something you actually want. i know, i know.” he raises the drinks slightly, as if to put his full hands up in surrender. “a good husband would read your mind, but please don’t divorce me yet. i can change, babe, i promise.”
