school: beau

[shaft]

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[shaft]

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Both of these things sound really good, actually.

[disreguarded]

I figured they might. [she teases.] Iris made a really good one for me, it was like, mangos and rum. I can recreate it.

[shaft]

She drinks?

[ He seems dubious.

Her... weird stupor on Wednesday aside. ]

[disreguarded]

She really fucking does not. You give her one drink and she turns into a dog.

[she's very amused.] She knows I drink, though.

[shaft]

I don't drink either.

[ But I'm ready to start. ]

We only ever had musty old wine back at the manor.

[disreguarded]

[claude shows up hungover to trial and that's why he passes out for the last half]

Ugh. Wine. [wrinkles her nose.] ... You know that's what my family is famous for? Wine.

[shaft]

Oh yeah? [ He didn't expect that. ] It's associated with nobility where I come...

[ Staring at Beau like, are you a noble? ]

[disreguarded]

[grouchy noise.]

Yeah. Exandria too, mostly. [she rolls her shoulders.] We're not nobles, but my dad's a really successful, famous merchant, so. Close enough.

[shaft]

Wasn't the life for you, I'm guessing?

[ Squeezes her hand. ]

No ball gowns and suitors?

[disreguarded]

Ugh, abso-fucking-lutely not.

[imagine beau in a ball gown]

It's a whole thing. I hated it, so I stole his fancy wine and I sold it on the black market for half the price.

[shaft]

[ He laughs at that. ]

Good for you. Though he's too bad he was such a shitty father. Seems like there's a lot bad parenting around here.