Author's Note: Teyla never struck me as one to get drunk, and I figured that they'd never really had that kind of thing happen on the city; so I was bored and messing around with her reacting to seeing her friends on earth partying. Don't ask me why I thought of it.
This was written for the fanfics100_claim on livejournal, my third fic for it, I think. I still haven't figured out how to post them to the challenge there, but I'm enjoying using the prompts. This one was "drink".
And yes, I am now addicted to drabbles.
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Disgusted
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Teyla frowned, watching the Atlantis expedition toast their return home. She'd never seen them like this before---certainly this much tequila was not in abundance on Atlantis---and it disturbed her. She had never known these people to be so...foolish. She had seen her own people drunk before, but not like this.
Colonel Sheppard asked her if she wanted a drink, but she refused. He was already on his third, and getting a little crazy.
Ronon waved drunkenly at her from the other side of the room, and she turned away, disgusted. This was not celebration.
This was insanity.