Title: Being Drunk
Author: Trowa B
Rating: FRT
Notes: For merry_gentry over at comment_fic
Summary: Sometimes, being drunk isn't so bad.
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Nate had stalked off after Sophie had laid into him about his drinking again, leaving Eliot, Alec and Parker looking from one to the retreating back of the other in mild amusement.
After a few seconds of pregnant silence, Eliot got to his feet and followed Nate from the room, leaving Sophie gaping after him in astonishment. As far as she knew, Eliot was as against Nate's drinking as she was.
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Eliot found Nate in the bar at the corner of the block. He hadn't expected it to be a long search. If he hadn't been there, he would have been in the dive two blocks over.
He slid silently onto the bar stool next to Nate, wordlessly requesting a shot.
Nate snorted. "You come to add your five cents?" he demanded.
Shaking his head, Eliot nodded his thanks to the bartender and took a sip. "Just came to say, well, look, you're a functional alcoholic. We get that. An' by iwe/i I mean 'not Sophie'. An' mosta the time, that's fine. But sometimes you take it too far."
Blinking, Nate stared at him in surprise. He had evidently been expecting something else. As he watched, Eliot downed the rest of his shot and signalled the bartender for another.
"Sometimes," Eliot said softly, "Bein' drunk ain't so bad."