Hops

Astro could admit easily that he just wasn't the best at certain things... well, he could admit it to himself. As far as everyone else should be aware, he's perfectly capable of doing anything and everything with natural talent. Except Hops. She would probably beg to differ after their multiple drinking sessions, most of which were while she was still on the clock, which means she was a perfectly good bartender to com...

Hoshi scratched his head, thinking. While this was interesting and all, it wasn’t really something he was super into, or understood. How did anyone memorize the names of ANY of these ingredients…? There were so many lining the shelves on the walls behind the bar, so many different shapes of bottles, names and labels that Hoshi felt dizzy trying to understand....

“It’s too cold in here.” Soon came a whine from Buckeye, head lazily rested against the palm of his hand as he watched Hops prepare a drink for one of her regulars. Her speed and precision with servings and shakes would intimidate him if he hadn’t watched his friend Charon work before. Once the drink was complete, Hops slowly shifted her attention towards Buckeye; eye almost cartoonis...

Going to the masquerade means that there’s far too many drinks. Way too many, and here, Tomoki would prefer if they had more cocktails, it’s all that he drinks and honestly, with strawberries in season, it’s easier to make. Really, he just wants something sweet as he looks over the champagne.  It’s not one of his favourites and part of him wonders if he really wants to get drunk ...

“C’mon Little Flower, there’s no need to be so sour ~”  Six’s scowl deepened at the Pride’s sing-song voice. “I told you to stop calling me that.”  “You did, didn’t you? And yet you still keep coming to see me.” Detritus smiled down at him, the tiny mushrooms on his tail wobbling as he swayed it back and forth in amusement. The Pride’s depressed lo...