Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing, and am making no money off of this fic.
AN: Written for the November 3rd Cocktail Party prompt: "How 'bout a drink to celebrate?" "It's 8am."
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Rum and Freedom by luvsanime02
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"Hey, come here. You won't believe this," Sally says, looking quickly through her email.
"What?" Trowa asks, putting stuff into the blender for a smoothie.
"Suthers is finally retiring."
At that, he looks up. "No shit?"
Sally grins. "No shit." Suthers is a sexist asshole, and him retiring is the best news that Sally's heard all month. Possibly all year. Now, she won't have to interact with him ever again. Holy shit, this is the best news ever.
"How 'bout a drink to celebrate?" Trowa asks, walking away from the blender and pulling out a bottle of rum from the cupboard.
Sally arches an eyebrow at him. "It's 8am."
"That's never stopped you before," Trowa retorts, and since he's right and it is the weekend, Sally accepts the drink.
"To freedom!" she calls out, holding her glass high.
Trowa smirks. "To Suthers walking the plank," he returns, and clinks their glasses together.
Sally snickers, and takes a large swallow. Maybe she'll be drunk before noon today, but if there was ever a day for it, some disgusting ass at work finally deciding to retire is that day. It's the perfect start to her weekend.