[He was as close to order food here as he was to requesting food poisoning. He wished he had had some MREs on him, but alas, there hadn't been time to collect them with a building literally collapsed on him, so he was stuck with food here. Least he could cook like he was a boyscout over a campfire in the woods when he felt inclined to.
He snorted and downed the rest of his glass, already feeling the rising gentle buzz of the booze in his bloodstream. He normally kept himself to beer and the occasional shot. This stuff was strong too.]
no subject
He snorted and downed the rest of his glass, already feeling the rising gentle buzz of the booze in his bloodstream. He normally kept himself to beer and the occasional shot. This stuff was strong too.]
You'll defend my honour, won't you?