Zoe Graystone (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
firstcylon) wrote2012-11-08 03:03 am
firstcylon) wrote2012-11-08 03:03 am
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For Sharon
Zoe is aching all over. Her pride has long since stopped taking hits whenever Logan kicked her ass, but her body doesn't appreciate it any more, and she is getting so tired of the little extra something he puts into it, since Tombstone.
So after she takes a shower and slips into one of her usual, almost-too-short dresses, she spends three minutes getting decent alcohol out of the replicator before she heads over to Sharon's quarters. "It's Zoe, open up," she calls out from the other side of the door, and when Sharon does, Zoe walks in and sets the bottle down on the table.
"I'm so tired of Logan's patronizing attitude and I got decent alcohol out of the replicator," she states, watching her friend expectantly. "You got any plans?" Beside 'getting drunk and bitching about men with Zoe', obviously.
So after she takes a shower and slips into one of her usual, almost-too-short dresses, she spends three minutes getting decent alcohol out of the replicator before she heads over to Sharon's quarters. "It's Zoe, open up," she calls out from the other side of the door, and when Sharon does, Zoe walks in and sets the bottle down on the table.
"I'm so tired of Logan's patronizing attitude and I got decent alcohol out of the replicator," she states, watching her friend expectantly. "You got any plans?" Beside 'getting drunk and bitching about men with Zoe', obviously.
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That swaggering alcoholic weirdo? Seriously??
Then she thinks about some of the guys she took a shine to as a teenager, and promptly fights down any big-sisterly advice.
"Well...did you?" She'd barely been alone the whole time they were there, but Sharon probably wasn't as observant as she could have been.