red wolf (redwolf) wrote,
red wolf

  • Mood:
  • Music:


Disgorge"Señor Cuervo is not my friend."

Dawn ignored Andrew as she stepped over his prone body and leaned against the wall beside Rachel. "How many Tequilas did he drink?"

"Just the one." Rachel shook her head in wonder. "I didn't think it was possible to throw up that much."

"He is done, isn't he?" Dawn eyed the wretched Watcher warily.

Rachel shrugged. "He couldn't possibly have anything left in him." Andrew made a strangled noise, clambered ungainly to his feet and staggered for the bathroom. "But I might be wrong."

"How about next time you start him out with beer?"


open_on_sundaychallenge #123: london
Part of the London!verse and the Wolf&Declán!verse
Tags: andrew wells, dawn summers, fan fiction, fiction, london, rachel evans
  • Post a new comment


    Anonymous comments are disabled in this journal

    default userpic

    Your reply will be screened

    Your IP address will be recorded