who: @taliah-tezel | where: sons of silence clubhouse
Blake slowly pulled the chair out before basically collapsing into it next to Taliah. She was exhausted, she'd spent most of the day on the phone with the supply guy for the cafe and had still gotten nowhere. She face planted into the table, the smallest "Ow.", leaving her as her hair fell across her face. "I think I'm broken. I actually think taking a step back from the law firm has broken me in some way... I'm becoming nice?" The last word was said in a higher octave than the rest with as much incredulousness as one could muster. She hadn't even threatened the guy with legal action, which she was more than in the right to do, "What is wrong with me?"
"Um..." Taliah raised a brow in slight amusement, watching as the blonde practically flopped into the seat and banged her head. "Stepping back from law is making you nice? That doesn't sound right at all." Teasing, she leaned forward, gently lifting some blonde locks up so she could see at least half of her face. "Well, if you want a list it's going to fall short, I can only think of one thing and that's that you're too sober." Smiling, she pushed the half-full bottle of whiskey over to her. Letting the silence linger for a few seconds as she twisted around to face Blake better. "Being nice isn't the worst thing to be, but if you're losing tough girl points, some of the guys could take being humbled."
















