Am I really Talking to You About This

She snorted at he tried to play tough, saying it was good stuff and taking another swing. she could see the grimace behind it, and knew he thought it as terrible as she had. She doubted it was her sisters alcahol making abilities - although she doubted Vail had gotten much experiance it over the years. It was likely they had been unfortunate enough to pick a strong, and bitter batch.

It didnt stop her from taking another swig, already feeling her pent up emotions dulling, the reasons for her anxieties easing. It was good, just was she needed. She took another deep sip, prepared for the bitterness this time. She took a long gulp before passing it back to him, and made sure Winter was kept from the bottle. The bird moved back to her perch on rhyme and shaye flopped to the ground looking up at the night sky. "I miss them. I miss them all." She said softly, forgetting for a moment why she always held that in.