The day passed on for Greg and Ada like a blur. After they did their errands, they returned to Greg's home. Ada spent the time watching tv. She had grown accustomed to it. At most she liked flipping through the channels. If anything, she just enjoyed the barrage of images that presented themselves. Every so often, a voice spoke from the television screen, only to be cut off at the last minute.

Oh lord jussst pick sssomething!

Ada came to a halt, stopping on something that caught her eye.

"The European Viper, or Adder, is one of the most poisonous snakes in the country."

Ada remained fixated as she watched the adder on the screen. For a moment, she saw her vision changing. She saw a forest, some kind of hill. She felt something in her mouth, something small and hard. Then she tossed it, making a noise. She heard someone coming, waited for them, then when she saw that blue leg, she struck.

One of our finer killsss. Though the ssstupid weassselsss gave us the wrong messsage.

Ada shook the thoughts away once more and turned the television off.

"Enough of that." She said to herself.

Curious, she went to see what Greg was up to. She usually found him sitting at his desk and sure enough, there he was. He was typing away at that strange device he was usually at. A "computer" he called it.

"No. That's not it." He said before pushing another button.

Ada found he did that a lot, and each time he did so, he looked all the more frustrated.

"What are you doing?" Ada asked.

Greg turned around, his body shaking with a slight startle. "Oh? Ada? Sorry you scared me for a moment."

"I-I'm sorry, I just wanted to know what you're doing?" Ada apologized.

Greg smiled at her showing there were no hard feelings. "Oh this? I'm just trying to work on my story."

"Story? You're working on a story?"

"Trying to at least."

"What's it about?"

Greg swirled around to face the computer screen again. "Just an animal story I've been trying to write." He explained.

"Really? About animals?" Ada said, attention grabbed.

"That's the basic outline. But that's all I've got," Greg continued. "I can't get past page one."

Ada suddenly felt bad for Greg. And she couldn't shake off the interest she now showed in it.

"Can I help?" She asked.

Greg was about to open his mouth to speak, when suddenly his cell phone rang. Holding up his finger as if to say "Give me a moment". Pushing a few buttons on the screen, Greg held the phone up to his ear. "Hello?" He said.

As a voice came through Greg winced slightly. Ada watched intently, catching faint traces of of who was talking.

"Who is it?" She asked.

"It's Brian." Greg whispered.

Ada frowned. She had heard him talking to Brian a couple of times. Brian was quite frankly, loud, and a tad obnoxious.

Reminds me of Weasssel no?

Ada shook her head as the voice spoke. "What does he want?"

Greg broke away from the conversation with a "One moment". "He just wants to go drinking tonight."

"Drinking?" Ada repeated.

Ada had heard of it, but frankly all she had was juice or milk, or just plain water.

"Look Brian I can't make it tonight, not with Ada here." Greg continued.

Brian continued to talk. "Take her along? I don't think that's a good idea."

Once more came a question that Ada could easily make out as "Why not?".

"Because she's an amnesiac. I don't know how amnesia exactly works, but I don't want to kill her brain cells or something."

"I want to go drinking!" Ada suddenly piped up.

Greg looked at her curiously. "Excuse me?"

"I-I want to try it. Please?"

"Ada I don't think-"

"I want to try everything you like," Ada pleaded, "Please?"

Greg seemed to consider a moment before at last he relented by speaking into the phone. "What time?" Brian answered, "Tonight at 8? Alright fine, Ada and I will be there."

And then Greg hung up the phone.

Looking to his house guest, Greg asked, "You sure about this?"

Ada nodded, "Yes I want to try it."

I wouldn't. You know what happened to Weasssel. Then again ssshesss'sss an idiot.

Ada knew she wasn't an idiot, and who knows? Maybe this would be fun?

XXX

Greg took a sip of his drink, letting the alcohol course through his system.

"See man? What did I tell you?" Brian boasted, "Needed a little drink to perk you up."

Greg smiled to himself, "Yeah, I guess you were right."

"So this is drinking?" Ada said as she swallowed some of the beer she was holding.

"Dang girl, you sure know how to drink." Brian chuckled.

Ada looked down and noticed her beer was halfway full. "Oh my. I didn't realize I drank so much."

"So much? Girl-"

"Her name is Ada." Greg butted in.

"Ada," Brian corrected himself, "You haven't really done serious drinking before have you?"

Ada looked confusingly at herself. "Well I don't know. I mean maybe I did in the past."

"Ah yeah amnesia and all that. Well as soon as you finish up, we can order another round." Brian announced.

"Actually I think she's had enough." Greg said.

"But I'm not finished yet." Ada responded.

"Yes but we shouldn't drink too much." Greg warned.

"Oh come on Greg you're the designated driver, so let her have a little." Brian griped.

Greg didn't feel comfortable about this, but Ada's pleading look in her eyes won him over. "Fine."

He was driving after all.

The night passed by in an instant as the trio continued to drink. Greg kept himself at a responsible pace, while Ada gulped it down without abandon. Before long, it was late enough they had to leave.

Ada announced their departure by crashing through the door. "Whoo! Now that hit several shpots!" Ada slurred as she staggered into the sidewalk.

Greg walked out beside her, regretting everything at that moment. "Yeah I guess so." he responded.

"Ah mean beer is great! Really gots a kick (hic) to it." Ada hiccuped.

The poor woman swayed as she attempted to keep her balance. But she was doing a very poor job. Before long, Greg found himself holding onto her.

"Come on. It's not far to the car." Greg soothed.

As the pair walked, Ada couldn't help but continue talking. "You know? If yur looking for inspir(hic)inspirashion for that booky of yoursh, I'm a well!" Ada announced.

"Oh really?" Greg responded.

"Yeah! Ah mean owlsh are easy. Sho poumpoush and uptight. Then ya got weashelsh. See, I knew a weashel once, she was sooooooo annoying, and she just wash shtupid! Then she had babies and they were shtupid too. But the foxesh are alright. Really, great fantashtalic people." Ada finished off her speak with another hiccup before crashing into Greg's car. Thankfully the alarm didn't go off.

"Come on easy." Greg soothed as he helped Ada into the car.

Before long, the poor woman was sitting in the front seat and Greg turned on the ignition.

"Ah love ya Greg. You've been a buddy buddy pal to me. Plush yur pretty hot!" Ada broke into a giggling fit.

Greg ignored it, but for some reason, that last comment brought him some comfort.

The car roared down the street, and to home.

A/N: Sorry this took so long to upload.