( open ) you doing anything to keep her by your side

[disagree]

Who ❄️ Eula and you!
What ❄️ July catchall. Substories, mingle things, Eula getting white-girl wasted again.
When ❄️ July duh
Where ❄️ Around town
Content Warnings ❄️ Copious amounts of alcohol. The rest is TBA.


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[federates]

[ barton leans against her doorframe, casually, even if the gesture is mostly a front for keeping his balance. her bashful smile is easy to respond to with a grin of his own - it's not as if they're ending the night having had any other unmet expectations for it, after all. ]

[ because even while he would like to stay, that's not the question he's asked. instead she's met with a good-natured chuckle. what if he couldn't? would she help him back--? ]

Yeah, not like my place is far! I got this. [ of course. he stumbles back from the frame; as this isn't falling, he takes it as further proof of impending triumph. with an impressively sloppy salute, one that would bring shame for him to witness soberly from anyone, ]

G'night, Eula.

[disagree]

[ no, she would honestly have him stay a while. but she's still sensible even when drunk and... well. let's be real, they have to be professional here. they'd just narrowly avoided DUI violations, after all.

later on, though. she'll dwell on how that was probably the first time she'd had fun here without being obligated to. she may have spilled her feelings a little too much, but it may as well be worth it? he supported her all the way for some reason, and it gave her a nice kind of warmth that's different from what the drinks had provided. the department can be stifling, after all, so every little bit of fun counts.

and besides, he did say he wants to see her vengeance sometime, right? better get ready for that payback for that fender bender, then. :)

for now, she laughs at that clumsy salute as she slowly closes the door. but not before saying her own quiet: ]

Goodnight, Barton.