This choice: It was a drink, a nearby mare ordered one for you. • Go Back...Chapter #7Back Allie by: Godot   Oh. It was just a little cup of brew. This stuff is honestly kinda light compared to what you've been drinking so far, but a beer is a beer and the drunker the better. You tip the bottle to your lips and slurp down the musty stuff, not caring half as much for the taste as you did for the buzz. Whoever gave you this is someone you need to thank.
You glance to your left, then to your right. Sitting just two seats over is a spindly-looking white unicorn with a cool blue mane. She's smiling at you, a quick look around verifies that. You scoot your stool just a little bit further, nearly tumbling over because of how plastered you are right now. You almost tip over, but steady yourself with a giggle.
"Heh, hey babe!" You say, far too loudly, "You order me that?"
She nods, "Yes, I most certainly did. You looked a little lonely over there so I figured you'd like a drink and some company."
She levitates her drink, one of those fruity ones with an umbrella and cherries in it, and sips from it while you watch her. For some reason, that also makes you giggle.
"By the way, my name's Allie. Allie Way. What can I call you?"
"Orange Cream... But you can call me Creamy." You take the opportunity to spin about a little on your chair, nearly falling off again. "So, what'dyo do around here, Ms.Waaaay?"
"I bowl, professionally. Make most of my money through sponsorships and the like."
That really sets you off, you have to cover your face to keep from spitting alcohol-scented saliva all over Allie's face while you laugh. "Pffthaha! That's not a sport! Silly!"
Allie's eyes narrow at you. You blush, suddenly realizing what you have just said. You open your mouth to apologize, but you feel her hoof against your mouth.
"It's fine, I get that a lot. Well what about you?"
"I, uh, travel a lot. When I need money I either do odd jobs or sell a few knick knacks I picked up. I got some things from some griffons and a couple baubles the diamond dog's trade. You know, boring stuff."
Allie's face lights up, "Boring, are you kidding? That's so awesome! You just travel around and see amazing things, and... Wow. You gotta tell me about it, do you still have those knick-knacks? I gotta see!"
You blush and try to hop off your stool, "I'd love to show you, but," you glance at the clock across the room, "I don't really have anywhere to stay tonight, so I gotta get to a hotel before it's too late and," with a crash you fall right off your stool and end up with your hooves in the air.
"And I'm kinda drunk..."
"Oh!" Allie offers you her hoof, "If you've got no place to stay, I could put you up for the night! You can sleep in my apartment!"
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