@notsoheroicherc.
The fight with Hercules was still weighing heavily on Astrid’s mind, even a day after the fight itself. It was weighing so heavily that she thought the best way to forget about it for a while was to get drunk. Walking into the Jolly Roger, she looked around before seeing a familiar face with a glass instead of a broom in his hand. She strolled over and quirked an eyebrow at him. “I thought you couldn’t get drunk.”












