Re-Arranged
“They’re going to murder us.”
“Possibly, yeah,” Damien agrees.
“Drink up then, boys,” Blaze says. “If we’re going to die, let’s do it drunk and light.” And empty minded.
“Now that sounds like a good way to go,” Damien toasts. Ever the overthinker himself, he would enjoy going out with nothing but a empty glass and a flowing buzz. “Pour me a glass, will you?”
Blaze shrugs, standing to make his way over to the bar, and he offers, “Why not take a whole bottle?” He says, grabbing a bottle of whiskey and holding it out to the man who nods.
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