fille_fatale: (the darkest nights)
Selina Kyle | Cat ([personal profile] fille_fatale) wrote 2018-01-07 03:27 am (UTC)

[Wow. Selina just arches her eyebrows at him, because if he can't make the connection right now, she's not even going to try.

Watching him down the shot and eyeing the boy who passed it to him - how many times have people tried to kill him in this town, and he just accepts whatever's handed to him - Selina turns her glass in her hand.

She could get wasted with him. Let some of her guard down, party a little. She could try hanging him off a roof to sober him up, but she has a feeling he'd be a little too heavy for her, these days.

Neither of those options will change how fucked up he is. So she shakes herself - wake up, Cat - and downs the rest of her whiskey. He's not her responsibility, she's not his caretaker, and if Alfred can't handle the kid, then that's not her problem either.

He's right about one thing: getting drunk usually keeps you from focusing on how sad something, or someone makes you.]


Right now, I want one of those shots.

[And she leans forward, snatching a glass from a girl's hand before she can drink it. They 'Hey!' is answered with a smirk, and she knocks the shot back. She can put the facade on, but this is going to suck come morning.]

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