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[ confessions ]
authors note; very brief mention of abuse. barely.
𝐆𝐨𝐝, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐡𝐨𝐥. The whiskey burned against your throat, but you continued taking small, leisurely sips of the amber liquid.
"What ya having, K.C?" Harley questioned from her station behind the bar.
"Bloody Mary, right?" Deadshot joked.
"Drink dulls the mind," the crocodile grumbled, his beady eyes trained on the decorative fish tank across from him.
"K.C, it's the end of the world," you sighed, tracing your finger over the rim of the short glass. "Have a drink."
He ripped his gaze away from the aquarium before him, glancing over his shoulder to shortly answer, "Beer."
"There he is," Harkness mused. "Give the man a beer."
Harley complied, reaching down and grabbing ahold of one of the beer cans left in the lower fridge. Sliding it over the luminated bar, she looked over at Diablo.
"How about you, hot stuff?" she wondered.
"...Water."
"That's a good idea, honey," Harley implored, pointing at him for emphasis before reaching over and lifting a long glass from the stands beside her. "Ninja? You want some sake?"
"Whiskey," Katana corrected.
"A woman after my own heart," you jeered with a dry smile. "She's a keeper."
Harley made work with the bottle, filling up a small yet heavy-bottomed glass, just like yours, and handing it to the woman who reached over.
Floyd lifted the shot glass in the air with a raise of his brows, "What am I, twelve?" Harley rolled her eyes but filled it up once again, and you noted it was his fourth one for the night. "Here's to honor among thieves," he said, raising the glass.
"I'm not a thief," Katana denied when he glanced her way, stepping back into the dark little corner she'd grown accustomed to.
"Oh," Deadshot whispered mockingly. "She's not a thief."
Clinking glasses with each villain, you drained what was left in your glass. Sighing out, Harkness sniffled slightly as he spoke, "I actually prefer to think of myself as an asset relocation specialist."
"Shut up," you huffed out in a chuckle, whilst Floyd merely hummed with a nod.
"Well, we almost pulled it off despite what everybody thought," he stated.
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