writers_loft | Random Writing (Reply)

Hello! Today I got distracted from what I was supposed to be doing, and ended up writing this. It is in a tone, and featuring a subject, which could very well crop up in a larger piece of writing I might put together later. Anyways, tell me what you think. Comments and criticism welcome.

Tilting the small cup back, Felicity welcomed the fiery drink into her mouth, swallowing it quickly. She did not allow herself to linger over the taste, unpleasant as it was. A warm, trickling sensation shot through her body, the burn of alcohol dancing upon her tongue.

“Give me something to chase that with,” Felicity choked, grimacing in spite of herself. Katie passed her a cup of hot chocolate, her wrist twisting haphazardly under the weight. It was a jumbo cup of cocoa that they had decided to make tonight, their only known cure for the nasty tang of whisky. Felicity reached out for the cup, her hands floundering desperately. Finally, she raised the warm mug to her petite lips, caressing the sweet flavor, allowing it to fully cloak the sting that lingered at the back of her throat.

“Shthere you go!” Katie slurred, a careless giggle slipping through her calm exterior. Every bone in her body seemed to be relaxing. Felicity smiled to herself as she, too, began to feel the promising sensation. She sighed, leaning back against the edge of the bed, feeling the whole world begin to tilt on its axis. It was okay.

“Another shot.”