@SrMcChin “Oh fuck you, Ash. Like you haven’t had any experience with the whole possession shit. Yeaaaah, I did it for shits and giggles. Pablo, too. We just love that shit. It’s like cocaine!”
@SrMcChin “For /my/ sake? Do you honestly think there’s anything you can say that would shock me? Ash, I’ve been around you for awhile now. I waved bye bye to virgin ears looooong ago.”
@SrMcChin “You’d do that anyway! And no way I’m sleeping with a guy for beer, Ash. What the fuck? I mean, a new car /maybe/, but that shit better be a 2018, four wheel drive /something/. You’d stick your dick in a barely functioning light socket for the thrill.”
@SrMcChin She leans in, listening to Ash’s warped little plan and casts a raised brow glance back at the bartender.
“Are you serious right now? Are you—“
And cue the polite, fake smile.
“You ass.”
@SrMcChin “Well that’s rude as fuck, but somehow I’ll live another day.”
Kelly’s eyes nearly roll right out of her damn skull.
“Well...I’ll leave you and Mary to it.”
@SrMcChin “We /are/ cool. I bought you a beer. But I’m not exactly rollin’ in Benjamins, dude. You know how this goes; mo money, mo drinky. No money...”
Shrug.
@SrMcChin She quickly shoots a hand out to the bartender.
“Nope. It’s a one beer night for ‘ol Senior McChin, here. Unless, of course, he’s suddenly come into some money in the last fifteen minutes?”
@SrMcChin “Why does that always sound so /wrong/ coming from you? You know, you and your ‘poker’ are kinda responsible for the evil shit going down, right? Might wanna chill on the blue pill for a bit.”
@SrMcChin “Correction,” she begins, taking her glass in one hand, “that’s why /you/ can’t have nice things on /my/ bill.”
Kelly quickly downs her drink, turning to look back at the rest of those in attendance.
“Awww, man. But poking evil is so damn fun.”