six feet under the *stars* -- KIT

[LEAH ZOEY MORRISON]

practise had just finished. it'd been pretty much the same as usual and leah thought the team was working well together. they were well on their way to winning their next game, she was pretty sure of that. after changing out of her muddied robes and taking a shower, leah yanked on something comfortable and headed out, waving goodbye to her teammates.

she usually headed to grab a drink after practise and today was no different. leah spun neatly on the spot, apparating right infront of the leaky cauldron - a favourite pub of hers. she pushed open the wooden door, feeling well exercised after practise and definetly up for a firewhisky and a sit down. she often saw a few of her teammates turn up here too, and they'd often sit together and have a laugh and a joke. most usually it was kit who would turn up, and being great friends, they'd have a great time messing about, relaxing after working hard.

that was the best thing about her team, she thought, she loved her teammates, felt protective of them - and because they were great friends, they worked well together. for instance, leah thought kit was pretty much her partner-in-crime to be honest, and as she ordered a firewhisky and took to a seat near the corner, in plain view of the whole room so she could see everything going on (she had no reason to hide in the shadowed corners), she rather hoped kit did walk through the door and join her for a usual merry drink or two.

[kit]

kit had just finished yet another practice with the team. It had been the same as usual and kit had to admit that they were working pretty well together. Thinking that they were well on their way to winning the next game or two kit was hoping that they were going to end up going to the next quidditch world cup, whenever that happened to be. After changing out of his dirty robes and showering off the dirt and sweat, kit pulled on a clean sweatshirt and pair of jeans. Saying goodbye to his teammates he headed out to do something.

Most of the time Kit split his time after practice going to visit his friends or having a drink at the the leaky cauldron. Today was going to be a drink at the leaky cauldron kind of day. Usually his teammates showed up at the leaky cauldron as well and they all had a few drinks and some fun. Kit apparated, appearing before one of his favorite pubs with no trouble at all. Pushing open the wooden door he had no trouble finding one of his teammates and good friends already inside. She wasn’t hard to spot and she had stayed out in the open rather than hiding in the corner.

Slowly crossing the distance between them he slid into the empty seat next to her and ordered a firewhiskey. This is definatley what they needed after a long practice. “Imagine seeing you here.” It wasn’t al l that hard to figure she’d be here anyway she usually was. But that didn’t make him any less happy to see Leah.


ooc; so look I already had one typed up in word xD but I apologize for the suck.
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[LEAH ZOEY MORRISON]

as she sipped her favourable firewhisky, nursing it slightly as her eyes gazed about her lightly, she noticed the door open; bring within the flurry of cool air a familiar figure she'd seen not just a few minutes ago. she felt no need to wave him over or call his name, she knew he'd seen her and would head her way anyway. she wodered briefly if any of the other team wouldd turn up, but thought perhaps not - she knew a lot of them had family to go home to and all.

she didn't envy them for that. she had her dad and her brother, her mother and sister didn't count to her as family anymore; not really after everything, and she was only twenty-three, not even considering a family of her own right now. she shook off the thoughts, not even bothering to want to go down that route as she sipped her drink again and looked up when she heard kit's familair voice speak, “Imagine seeing you here.”

leah grinned lightly, looking up at him and watches him slide into the empty seat beside her. "yeah imagine .. .you know, i'm starting to think you're following me.... if you're that desperate for an autograph, just ask ..." she joked lightly, grinning lightly as she stretched slightly, loosening out her muscles a little after the hard practise. that was the only problem with flying - every muscle ached after you'd been up in the air for several hours. of course, when you flew as often as they did you built up fitness... but it didn't stop the tight muscles if you worked hard enough.

ooc , it's cools xD hehe i hope you didn't think i was bugging you that's all -hides-

[kit]

kit couldn't think of anywhere else he would want to be except the pub tonight. not all that long ago he had run in to taylor in diagon alley and got the chance to catch up with her. tonight he was glad that he had decided to come. sitting in the barstool he couldn't picture himself being at his empty flat or at his sisters. so far she was the only one present but he doubted they would be joined tonight. most of the team were older and had already started or had families, and that was something kit didn't want right now. sipping on the firewhiskey he knew it wouldn't be long before another one was ordered. practice wasn't so early the next day and he'd have time to sleep most of it off.

"yeah imagine .. .you know, i'm starting to think you're following me.... if you're that desperate for an autograph, just ask ..."

[/s] kit laughed as he sat the bottle down in front of him. leah was easily one of his favorite team mates and his favorite girl on the team. so she was especially special when you thought about it. "you know i follow all the pretty girls, and asking for your autograph wouold go all to your head." he was kidding and he didn't need to say it for her to know. sticking his tongue out at her he finished the rest of his firewhiskey and ordered another. "you want another drink?"

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[LEAH ZOEY MORRISON]

leah smiled as kit sat and sipped his firewhisky. "you know i follow all the pretty girls, and asking for your autograph wouold go all to your head." leah's smile widened into a grin and she shook her head. "awe is that your smooth way of complimenting me at the same time as telling me i'm egotistical? wow slick..i don't know whether to blush or feel vaugely insulted..." she laughed as he stuck his tongue out at her and she went to poke his cheek in return playfully. "now now...no need to be immature. you are an adult after all.." she paused and tilted her head as if in consideration. " wait, you are an adult aren't you? are you sure you should be drinking that?" she pointed to his firewhisky teasingly then figured she should stop being so mean - okay she wasn't being mean but maybe she should stop teasing him so much.

at least he was someone who could take the teasing but still, he'll start to feel like she didn't want him there....okay so she knew kit would never think that, leah teased all the time and kit was easily her best mate on the team out of the others. "you want another drink?" leah looked at kit and grinned. "are you trying to get me drunk?" she joked, knowing that was not his intention at all and that he just wanted to sit and relax after a hard days training. with a smile, she drained the dregs of her firewhisky and nodded. "thanks i'd love one...next rounds of me though." she said honestly.

seeing as training was in the afternoon tomorrow she figured she could afford to spend the morning with possibly a hangover. she'd once gone out drinking with kit before the earlier training session in the history of early training sessions, the two of them challanging each other to get more and more drunk...and then suffering like hell the next morning on their brooms - though still teasing each other. oh fun days...she always had the best time partying with kit, and she wondered if this evening was going to transcend into one of those legendary times. ah she wouldn't mind that at all.

ooc , haha coools xD

[kit]

Kit loved firewhiskey a lot, and with that thought took yet another sip. He'd better not drink this one all too fast, there was plenty time left in the night to get good and drunk. "awe is that your smooth way of complimenting me at the same time as telling me i'm egotistical? wow slick..i don't know whether to blush or feel vaugely insulted..."

[/s] Kit couldn't help but be really proud of himself. He supposed not many guys could compliment and insult at the same time. Most men probably didn't want to either. Still it was something. "You could always go for both."

He couldn't believe that Leah had poked him in the cheek. Sure it didn't hurt and he supposed she wasn't about to stick her tongue out at him in return. "now now...no need to be immature. you are an adult after all.."[/s] Technically he was an adult. He was twenty-three but sometimes he sure didn't feel like it. " wait, you are an adult aren't you? are you sure you should be drinking that?"[/s] "Of course I'm an adult. I'm a man can't you tell?"[/b] He was only teasing of course but a part of him might be a little insulted if she wasn't able to tell.

"are you trying to get me drunk?"[/s] The thought hadn't even crossed Kit's mind. He was sure that other guys used that tactic to get girls but he didn't need to. Her tone suggested that she was joking and he couldn't get too offended by it. There was nothing worse than not having a sense of humour. "Nah that'd take too much time." [/b]he teased. Leah was always at the leaky cauldron after practices and games,and he supposed that she would have a higher tolerance when it came to alcohol. "thanks i'd love one...next rounds of me though." [/s] Ordering yet another firewhiskey he slid it down to her. "Oh are you trying to get me drunk now?"[/s] Once again teasing but he wouldn't mind staying out late getting drunk with her. They always had a good time.

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[LEAH ZOEY MORRISON]

"You could always go for both." leah rolled her eyes lightly but grinned anyway, shaking her head slightly. teasing him about acting like a child, and glancing at him to make sure he wasn't genuinely offended. "Of course I'm an adult. I'm a man can't you tell?" leah grinned lightly and made to look him up and down. "hmmm .." she said, pretending to think as she let her eyes travel over him before returning to his face. "i suppose you could be classed as a man... congrats kit." she said with a teasing grin. of course she knew he was a man, hell you'd have to be an idiot not to see it. he was tall, muscular, with the whole 'strong cheekbones, chiselled features' thing going on.

huh, leah had never really looked looked at him before...but she could say that he was actually quite handsome. ah see now that she'd thought that she'd brought on a blush, and letting her eyes wander away in the hope that he would see her blush she heard him speak once more. "Nah that'd take too much time." leah raised an eyebrow and laughed lightly, shaking her head slightly and catching the glass neatly, taking a sip and revelling in that warming sensation as the firewhisky slid down her throat. "..just because i can hold my drink.." she joked with a grin.

"Oh are you trying to get me drunk now?" leah grinned and raised both eyebrows at him. "oh darn...you caught me." she teased, laughing lightly. "but it wouldn't take much for you would it." she grinned, teasing again. man she couldn't stop with the teasing. she guessed that after the good practise and the firewhisky's she was feeling light-hearted, and it showed. of course she wasn't trying to get kit drunk for any reason, she was just planning to have a good time with her good friend. they were always hillarious when they got dunk, making fools out of themselves far too many times now for leah to be embarrased anymore... no she could tell this was just going to be a fun evening with a good friend.

ooc , oooh so with this thread.. should they both get drunk and do something stupid? kiss oooor we skip and they wake up next to each other? i dunno just a thought of how they make the leap from friends to more?

[kit]

"i suppose you could be classed as a man... congrats kit." Kit just stared at her shaking his head. Teasing or not that wasn't nice. Oh well he just needed some more firewhiskey and with that he downed another drink. He couldn't believe there was a time when he hadn't been able to stand the taste but a few years on the team had changed that. And he knew when to stop most of the time. I"m wounded Leah, however are you going to make it up to me?"

[/b] Flashing her a grin he wondered if the rest of the team was coming. Not that he minded being alone with Leah, it was anything but that. It was just there was usually a bigger turnout after practice.

She turned her head away and Kit took the oportunity to look at her. He supposed that being on the same team he had never actually looked at her in that way before but now that he was he could see that she was beautiful. It was then he was greatful the rest of the team wasn't present, it gave him more time to look at her without anyone else noticing. "..just because i can hold my drink.." Kit shrugged, it was true that she could hold her drink but it would still take too long. Everyone had their limits of how much they could handle. "It depends on how much you have to drink. Everyone has their limits."[/b]

Kit had gotten distracted by looking at her again and only caught the last part of her as she spoke. "but it wouldn't take much for you would it."[/s] There she was teasing him again and Kit rather liked her this way. Sometimes after practice his teammates usually were a little tense, especially after a hard practice. Still it was great to be here with her and he couldn't help but smile at her as she teased. It was rather nicel "Guess we'll just have to find out won't we?"[/b] Although he wasn't out yet he ordered two more firewhiskeys. He wasn't ready to go home just after a few, he wanted to stay with Leah and maybe hand out for awhile.

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[LEAH ZOEY MORRISON]

she caught his stare and bit her lip. "hey i was only joking! you're very manly." she said gently, looking at him sincerely and hoping he wasn't generally offended. well it was true.. he did have that whole 'strong handsome save the world' type of look going on ... okay she hadn't meant to think that but... I"m wounded Leah, however are you going to make it up to me?" she rolled her eyes and grinned when he did, relieved he didn't seem irritated with her. "uhm .. how would you like it to be made up to you?" she asked with a light grin.

"It depends on how much you have to drink. Everyone has their limits." she smiled lightly and nodded. "mmm true.." she said, thinking of the people she'd met over the years - those who had only need take one sip of firewhisky to go a little.. tipsy. leah was glad she could hold her drink better than some, but also glad it didn't take her forever to get drunk. she sipped her drink and grinned lightly.

she caught his gaze upon her and blinked in surprise, unable to help her cheeks warming a soft pink under his look - surprised that they did and then a little embarrased. well she was still a woman, and she could not help but blush should a man gaze upon her. "Guess we'll just have to find out won't we?" she grinned lightly and nodded. "yeeep guess so .." she laughed and ordered drink once more, knocking them back and already starting to feel that comforting buzz of tipsiness coming on. "bottoms up!" she teased and knocked back a second.

ooc , kkayss sounds cool .. and yeeeh leah will definetly feel awkward for a while xD but i think it'd make her realise she likes him : )

[kit]

"hey i was only joking! you're very manly." Kit wished that he could pretend to be more hurt and offended, it was easier to get a girls sympathy that way but he just couldn’t. They had been teammates for so long that he had known the whole time she was joking, it was just fun for him to pretend he was a little upset. "uhm .. how would you like it to be made up to you?" There were so many ways that one sentence could be taken but Kit had chosen to entertain a better fantasy he was sure that most men would have come up with. Although it wasn’t an appropriate way for him to take it with Leah, considering she was a good friend and teammate. And the last time he had entertained such thoughts with a team mate it hadn’t ended well. But Leah was beautiful and since she would never know there was no harm in thinking that way.

Realizing that he had remained silent he looked down at his drinks and finished one. ”However you feel it should be made up to me I’m fine with.” It wasn’t the coolest thing he could have said but it was much better to say instead of the things going through his head. He needed to stop thinking like that and get back to just enjoying her company and the drinks. Speaking of drinks how many had he drank already? Four? Five? Although he didn’t have to worry about holding his alcohol he couldn’t believe he had already forgotton how many he had. Another three or four and he probably wouldn’t care how many he had. "mmm true.."

A brilliant idea came to his mind, one that would be fun but the hangover to follow would be a killer. Everyone had their limits and he couldn’t quite remember the whole conversation they were having it seemed like the best idea he had all night. And he was sure that Leah could agree it would be fun. She liked drinking as much as he did. ”How about we have a drinking competition? I bet I can drink more than you.”

[/color] For him it would only be a distraction from his thoughts, at least for a little while as it seemed they just didn’t want to go away.
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[LEAH ZOEY MORRISON]

she noticed he was quiet and she glanced at him, curious as to where his thoughts had taken him then wondering if she really even wanted to know. who knew what was in the recesses of a man's mind? who really should ask? she wondered if he was thinking about her words..she hadn't meant them in a rude manner but thinking about it, she knew they could be construed in a rude way... and now her thoughts pondered as to how he was taking them. well it wasn't like she could do better than kit ... wait, she hadn't meant it like that.. she'd just meant.. well, he was handsome, and a girl couldn't help but notice he kept himself in good shape.. but the thoughts had a faint blush on her cheek... she hadn't meant to think those things, not that it meant anything.

”However you feel it should be made up to me I’m fine with.” she looked at him and grinned, shrugging and finishing her drink. which drink was that now? her fourth .. fifth? she could only guess at fifth. she hadn't been counting them, didn't think it mattered ... so she shrugged the thought off. "hmm .. how about another drink?" she grinned, waving her hand at one of the waiters and beckoning him over. "two more firewhiskys please.." she grinned, shifting in her seat and watching the guy bringing them back over. she made to push one of them toward kit, picking her own up. "cheers," she tipped most of it back.

”How about we have a drinking competition? I bet I can drink more than you.” she looked at kit, a grin spreading over her face. "your on .. because i know i can drink more than you...." she laughed and finished the drink infront of her, already feeling the buzz of alcohol fresh in her mind, knowing that within a few more the strength of it would have her thoughts fuzzed, body unsteady, any sort of rubbish falling from her lips... knowing her she'd probably end up flirting with the waiter bringing them drinks - hey he wasn't awful looking - and end up making a fool of herself.. though she was rather hoping kit would stop her, even as intoxicated as he would be. "oh but .. what will i win when i beat you?" she joked, laughing .. as if either of them will really be able to discern a winner.. they'd be too drunk to remember who'd drunk more than the other.. but with that she ordred another drink, not caring how bad the hangover would be tomorrow....

[kit]

”hmm .. how about another drink?” Kit tried to keep his mind in order and his thoughts where he felt they should be. Not that it was easy given the fact that he was consuming one fire whiskey after another. Still he couldn’t deny another drink or two. After all who was going to care about the hangover that would follow until the morning that it happened? It wasn’t going to be him. Well he’d care in the morning but right now he was enjoying himself too much to allow a little thing like that hinder his drinking. ”How can I say no?

[/b] It wasn’t a question he was going to expect an answer to, it was just one of those ones that he asked for the lack of something better to say. Something that happens to him from time to time. It wasn’t a terrible thing though, it was just one of those things he couldn’t help. Not really.

”two more fire whiskeys.” Kit couldn’t help but smile as she ordered two more drinks. Then two more would follow and they would lose count of how much they had drank and how much more they could probably handle. As long as he didn’t throw up on anyone then it was a night well spent. ”cheers.” Leah slid the glass towards him and Kit almost immediately tipped it down his throat. Why waste time drinking it slowly when there was more to be had. That and there was the thing with seeing who could outdrink the other, although it was probably a waste of time. Who was going to remember at the end of the night who drank more? Hell he couldn’t even remember how much he had so far, he wouldn’t be able to keep track of hers as well.

”your on..because I know I can drink more than you …” Kit really didn’t know what had made him want to have a drinking competition with Leah. Perhaps because he was bored and what else was there to do in a pub. Still she seemed so sure of herself that she could out drink him that he just had to try to beat her. ”Oh do you think so?” It seemed that since they were both nearly out of a drink that it called for him to order some more. ”How about four more fire whiskeys please?”[/b] Two for each of them. And that would last them a minute or two surely.

”ok but .. what do I win when I beat you?”[/color] Now why hadn’t he thought of that. You couldn’t have a competition of any sort without some kind of reward or prize at the end. But what could he give her? Unfortunatley he didn’t have any ideas. ”Bragging rights? What do you want if you win?[/b][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/justify]

[LEAH ZOEY MORRISON]

"”How can I say no?" leah laughed lightly and grinned jokingly. "no is in your vocabulary?" she teased. kit was a nice guy, he'd usually help people out ...but he wasn't someone you could walk over- which was always a good thing. leah disliked people who could never say no...you had to have some boundaries lest people just take advantage of you til the day you die. she knew kit hadn't expected an answer to the rhetorical question, but the alcohol was giving her a more teasing nature and she'd felt compelled to say the first thing that came to mind in return.

she watched him tip his own drink back and grinned. these drinks weren't going to last long if they kept downing the...and she was sure she'd be on the floor within five more. firewhisky's were pretty hefty alcohol wise, and it was a credit to how well her and kit could hold their drink that they weren't already slurring and staggering all about the place. she knew they soon would be, but she was sure they could help each other up and apparate without splinching. oh so she hoped..

”Oh do you think so?” leah grinned at the challange and nodded. "i know so." she said with a cheeky grin. the two of them were so competitive, it would have probably been entertaining to watch them. leah couldn't help but take up the challange, she had always had a competitive streak; never able to back off from a challange. now was no exception, even if she was twenty-three. ”How about four more fire whiskeys please?” she grinned as he ordered them both two more each and when they were brought over, she took her first and tipped it right back. this was no time to sip and commiserate. the race was on.

”Bragging rights? What do you want if you win?" she rolled her eyes at the emphasis on the 'if'. bragging rights...sounded fair enough. she couldn't think of anything else to mind, except for the interesting idea of..."slave for a day." she grinned jokingly, knowing that used to be the most popular prize when she was a kid in hogwarts. "whoever wins..the other has to be at their beck and call and do whatever they're ordered for an entire day..." she suggested, not caring if it was childish - of course they'd choose a suitable day - one without work or other commitments..."with added bragging rights." she added on with a grin....bragging was always fun; and leah could get quite creative with it ..but she was usually just joking, doing it to wind the other up to remind him he didn't win...or vise versa. but it was always more fun when you had the right to brag...the other person couldn't argue.

[kit]

"no is in your vocabulary?" Kit knew that one of his faults would probably be the inability to say no. He was always willing to help someone out when they needed it, something he liked to think he got from his sister. Still there were things he could say no to, and even in his head he didn’t want to think about them. Sometimes fans had some strange requests. It was those times Kit could and would say no. ”Only when it has to be.” Still thinking about those requests he pushed those from his mind. It had been awhile since anything really strange or out there had been asked of him, here was to hoping it stayed that way.

Kit was beginning to really feel the alcohol as he downed the last one. It wasn’t a good thing to lose track of how many he had, and he wasn’t sure that they had been in the bar long enough for that to happen. He wondered if she was beginning to feel the drinks as well but he didn’t want to ask her. That would make her think that he’d nearly had enough, and while he had he just wasn’t going to let her win their little drinking game. It wouldn’t be very fun if he just gave up because he was feeling a bit tipsy. When he could no longer see straight or hit the floor, that’s when he’d just give up. Until then he was going to keep going.

"i know so." Leah was now smiling a little cheekily and Kit couldn’t help but grin back. It was either she was contagious with her grins or the alcohol. Maybe it was both. He couldn’t remember ever grinning so much but Leah had the ability to do that. She was always a fun one to be around. ”We’ll see about that. I just might have to wipe that cheeky grin off of your face.” It was hard for him to be serious but he tried putting on a serious face, although he could feel that it was failing miserably. It was still worth a try as he reached for another drink. Might as well get another one down.

"slave for a day." It was an interesting thing to win and he was disappointed he hadn’t come up with the idea at first. Kit wasn’t sure if he should be worried if he lost to Leah or not. Then again what was the worst she could ask him to do? Well she could drag him along shopping with her and make him carry all her bags and ask for opinions, but Leah wouldn’t do that right? He hoped not, shopping with women was usually no fun. "whoever wins..the other has to be at their beck and call and do whatever they're ordered for an entire day..." Now he was really worried about what she had in mind. As he took yet another drink from his firewhiskey he had to hope that she would be losing soon. After all he was worried about what she would make him do, and the best way to avoid finding out was to outdrink her. "with added bragging rights." He should have expected that one, after all he had first suggested bragging rights. ”Not asking for much are you? I’m kidding but you have a deal.”

Making a face at her he didn’t care if it was something a kid would do or not. It was fun. ”Are you ready to lose Leah?”

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[LEAH ZOEY MORRISON]

”Only when it has to be.” she grinned lightly and looked at him. she'd only been teasing, she knew that he could say no - after all, she'd been there on a few occasions when crazy fans had asked a few things of him. leah had to admit that being a female famous quidditch player was better than being male. at least men merely flirted with her, the occasional autograph..but women? they were nuts - she had to say it. they asked guys like kit to autograph all parts of their body! and some of them had some rather... odd ... habits was that the word?

though whilst she was glad that for her she just tended to get the odd flirtatious guy, she had to admit sometimes having a fan or two could be kinda scary. she had a prime example of that fact; one time...thankfully just the one time..there'd been a fan of hers who'd refuse to leave her alone. she'd thought he was harmless, and at first he had been...and then he'd started following her until she'd finally thrown a curse at him and there'd been a bit of trouble and all...but at least he was gone now...he'd left her alone. for her, she'd found that mostly male fans were pretty nice, there was just the occasional guy who was perhaps a little shady...and started to get irritated that just because she was talking to him she wasn't 'offering' anything.

as she grinned at kit and he grinned back she couldn't help but laugh slightly. she was rather known for being a bit of a wild one - she would go to the bar and drink as much as she wanted, and she might flirt and she might forget what she did the night before and turn up to practise with a hangover but that was just her. she was the time of person that couldn't pass up a challenge - she was competitive, and if you dared her she was going to do that damn dare no matter what, even if she was twenty-three. ”We’ll see about that. I just might have to wipe that cheeky grin off of your face.” she shook her head and the room span slightly. apparently the drink was really taken affect now and she was loving it.

she could see he was thinking it over and she took the time to knock back yet another, thinking that maybe she wasn't going to last all that much longer. she might have to ask her team mate to apparate her home, surely she'd just end up splinching herself if she tried by herself - but surely two of them could manage it? apparate drunkenly without splinching? he could always crash on her sofa. she laughed as he pulled a face and she nudged him drunkenly, almost falling off her chair - which surprised her. "oops." she muttered and set herself clumsily upright. ”Are you ready to lose Leah?” she looked at kit and rolled her eyes "as if!" she could hear she was starting to slur but she took up another drink she didn't remember having ordered yet, shrugged and knocked it back again. she had no idea what she'd do if she won ... possibly just take a day off doing anything and make him make her something to eat or make him carry her places just for the sake of it.. or was that too much of a man's idea? surely if she lost i'd be him that would make her get him things to eat. ah well, leah didn't care what happened, right now she was just having too much fun.