<div class="floatleft">(https://78.media.tumblr.com/aa27b79b1437e9fa988e9e1c1d51b822/tumblr_nwwvmcxufw1r5f1tio2_250.gif)</div><strong>Character:</strong>C.J. Reed (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=293586.msg14405426#msg14405426)<br/><strong>Time:</strong>20:30, Sunday, June 1st<br/><strong>Where:</strong>The Lanai<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Working<br/><strong>Content Rating:</strong>Light<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Mick, Sophia, Chelsea<br/><hr/><br/>The cup of the ginger ale concoction was set aside for the small shot glass.  It was with a deft hand that she lifted it, careful to not spill the precious manna that threatened to run over the brim.  That nagging voice continued in her mind.  Persistent in it's warnings, the long sermons of the wrongness of her impending action, and the endless consequences that could await her if she were found out.<br/><br/>Fuck 'em, she thought, after taking the time to ensure her boss wasn't at least looking in her direction.<br/><br/>“I'll second that.” She said, raising her glass in solidarity.  Throwing caution to the wind, along with the salt and lime, C.J. threw back the morsel of tequila, grimacing ever so slightly at the burn in the back of her throat before putting the glass upside down upon the bar.<br/><br/>A breath escape her lips, almost as if she could already feel the alcohol's loosening effects upon her thoughts and mind.  “You guys ready for this season?” She asked, taking the ginger ale drink back in hand in the hopes of at least covering the lingering scent of alcohol upon her breath.