Error/Moxxie Drabbles and Request!

Can You Feel the Love Tonight~ Or Pain? Cringe? Part 30

Hi everyone!

You get another because why not.

Warning: OOC, random craziness, past dark abuse, many other troubles if mention, cursing, killing, dark themes, sexual interaction and themes, racism mention, stuff children/teen shouldn't do, profanity, self-harm, suicidal moments, cheating, violence, smoking, drugs, alcohol, guns mention, animal death, cringe, bullying, yandere, musical/singing moments and bad flirts.

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Millie x Moxxie/Error (New)
((What if Millie and Moxxie/Error met a different time, place. Could say a mix of story plus from the show. Were many other ways this route could have gone and can see them another time.))

"Another." Millie snarled as she slammed the glass down. Not caring how the bartender looking at her but fill up her shot glass. Then go back to serving or cleaning the glasses in the bar that a bit outside the city limit. Not that unusual in the Wrath Ring.

Three weeks after that coward of an ex left her. Three weeks ago, that coward ran off with her money. Three weeks she had to do little bounty to get some money back. She is better than this! Just thinking about it is pissing her off!

Scowl. The drink poured in her glass shot "Another!"

"I'm with a customer! Look for another since that bottle out!"

Let out a grunt. Look at what available not truly caring but wanting to get drunk and be angry. The wild raven hair woman eyes then widen at a familiar bottle.

Bangtail Whiskey.

Still remember the first time she got to take a sip of the drink. Actually, won it for her 18th birthday. A contest at one the bars was throwing axes and who ever strength could break the wood. She won and her prize was the bottle. So, very giddy about it. The drink itself wasn't expensive but was a limit made each year as it was made by the owners living in Wrath. There is even a reserved and waiting list for barrel over the years from what she heard. First, come first serve. Understood what they meant when she had her first taste. Burn her good but it was the kind of burn to return back for the delicious flavor. Share it with her folks.

Eyes soften a bit at the memory of the past. It was enough to shimmer down her anger and hurt. You know what. She needs something good and not going to waste this opportunity. Before she can tell the bartender, which bottle she wants to drown in. It was grabbed by them, Grin thinking he must have saw her look at it. Instead walk away with it. No! "Hey, I want that one your holding!"

"The bottle already paid."

"The whole thing!" Growl came out and ready to pull her dagger out to throw.

"Can't complain if its business. Yap at them if you want some." The bartender moves away before they get hit. "I'll get another bottle ready."

Not a first time dealing with customers not getting their way.

The assassin snarled. She doesn't want another bottle. Wants that one that was waiting! Didn't care if it can be restocking. It should have been hers! Great now she is sounding like some spoil brat but doesn't care at the moment either. Who the prick that ordered it?

Turn to see the bartender wasn't too far away. Actually, at the end of the bar sat one imp. Someone she honestly didn't notice or care. Great even her senses were that crappy to not notice this imp with glasses. Nothing that striking about them besides the blue scarf out of place in this kind of weather. Plus, they were reading. Who reads at a bar?