The timer beeps. It's officially her third day.
She closes her coloring book and puts her colored pencils away.
She orders some Aphrodia juice and slurps it through a straw.
... mmmmm. Alright, time to take on the day.
Audrey picks up her cider and carefully clinks it against Hannah's glass. "Trying new things."
It tastes... sweet, and apple-y, and there's a complex undertaste she can't quite place, with a little of an unfamiliar harshness beneath it all.
It's not bad.
"... Better than I expected." She takes a little bit deeper of a drink, then sets the mug back on the bar. "I'm not sure what to think, now."
"Keep sipping at it slowly while we talk, and I'll tell you if you start getting maudlin on me, alright?"
"You were always able to drink, Audrey. You just chose not to. That's different."
"I can't decide that for you, you know that. All I can do is help you to ask the question."
"It was good. Her name was Anna. It was a little..." She waggles her hand. "I feel like I get more than that out of sex with you and Lily, at this point. It was fun and all but the connection wasn't really there, for all that she was gorgeous and enthusiastic."
"The Rose Bowers just keeps doing this to me. I swear it's laughing at me behind my back."