Roundabout Story Project
The mysterious tiger ordered drinks, but cory didn't hear what, his head was foggy and his interest in the specifics was dwindling by the second.
A Chance Encounter
Rj had mostly let him be while he enjoyed his drinks, tending to the few other customers that had wandered in.
sleeping otters lay
His dad never respected his mom and it led to an accidental kid who inherited his drinking. none of his mom's boyfriends respected her, and she didn't respect them. there was no pride in his mother's eyes anymore.
Friend of a Friend
Stupid drinks! stupid god damned fucking colourful drinks! he made a move away from the lions soft embrace, trying to remember the feeling forever as it would no longer be available.
Snow
"how many drinks in are you tonight, sorin?" i watch the younger coyote's ears fold back, but he answers, only slightly slurred. "no more than last night, pa." oh, that's who this is.
A New Year
Maybe he felt dismissed by his friends and their new year's antics, or by the wolf and her persistent persuasion of sex for drinks.
The Husky's Dilemna
It would be so easy to avoid all the pain, all the commitment of a relationship, with just a few more drinks. the husky hesitated, his white paw resting on the doorknob, he thought hard.
Go For It
Thankfully he was lucky to have a pretty rapid drinking recovery, so it didn't take long to put two and two together. he leaned down and gently licked tommy's ear to comfort him. "you're a virgin, aren't you?"
Moral Support
Don and Rose McHert sat in silence at the dinner table, neither one of them willing to speak or even look at each other as the stale and dry atmosphere of their previous fight lingered relentlessly in the air. The food on the coyote's plate remained...
The Den Chapter 2
As he looked me over, the other patrons seemed to slowly go back to their drinks and dancing. i guess knowing one of their own was enough to convince them that i was not a threat.
Spyro's Old Flame: Chapter 3 - Dragon's Don't Drink Tea
Maybe he could say he felt sick or something, then spend the remainder of his evening at home, in his cave, drinking the chamomile tea elder magnus had brought him.
sleeping bears lay
random story i wrote and did not edit to keep myself in the writing mindset. I'm a bit stressed and writing always calms me down. please dont rip it apart for grammar. Ed found himself staring up at the ceiling of his room again, as he did most...