AKA :// @stjornum:
❛ can the fuckin’ flag waver do THIS? ❜
( she’s pretty sure he can )
jessica moves in a singular, fluid moment, like a flame striking under a hot sun. her hand sweeps the glass off the table, dumps the liquor back like an elixir so fast that it doesn’t so much as touch her tongue. she breathes it out with her shoulders sinking around the hot blast of alcohol seared down to swim in her belly. she’s already dunked deep in a bottle, words gumming together on a flash of otherworldly drink
& cracks a whiptail smirk back at the god to her side.
❛ i’d like to see him keep up. ❜














