She can't find the heart - or the energy - to say it out loud. Instead, she says as she heads over to the nearest couch and flops on it,] We can pass the bottle. But no spinning it either.
[Not that he'd think about it when they've got big Gilbert-shaped reasons (and a town to save, usually on Thursday evenings). Old Bonnie would've loved to drink and drink and pass out on some hot guy's couch, but this Bonnie's concerned more for her friend.
Maybe she should admit that she considers him one, when she's not so worried about his Mood.]
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Date: 2016-03-23 06:25 am (UTC)She can't find the heart - or the energy - to say it out loud. Instead, she says as she heads over to the nearest couch and flops on it,] We can pass the bottle. But no spinning it either.
[Not that he'd think about it when they've got big Gilbert-shaped reasons (and a town to save, usually on Thursday evenings). Old Bonnie would've loved to drink and drink and pass out on some hot guy's couch, but this Bonnie's concerned more for her friend.
Maybe she should admit that she considers him one, when she's not so worried about his Mood.]