Bianca gave her husband a long, weary, side-eyed glance from across the room at his shout. While she was having a good time, she was no where
near drunk enough to 'release the kraken' that Bertram wanted to. Pour him another glass of rum and coke, sure! She could carry him home. But releasing
his kraken? That would have to wait until they got home...
...or more like the next morning, with how he was wobbling around. Bianca shook her head and couldn't help her laugh. They'd needed a night out with how gloomy she'd been, and Bertram deserved to take off the edge with a few (or more) drinks. Sauntering over, as she did feel quite
sexy in her costume (one that Mira had nearly chosen, but opted for her Western look), Bianca leaned against the counter where Bertram had landed.
"That ship is not ready to sail, captain," she said with a tilt of her hat.
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