04-07-2020, 10:57 PM
Luna begrudgingly walked into her place of work as she had a night of drinking herself stupid. Shelby, McBride and her had gone to the bar and ended up trying to out drink one another and of course the Irish fucker won, was that racist? Luna could care less. She was just upset about the hangover and losing. Once Luna had gotten in the office and shut the door behind her, McBride greeted her with a warm smile and a cup of coffee. Luna's shoulder and head were slumped forwards. How the fuck was he all cheerful and happy. Why wasn't he hungover like she and Shelby was no doubt as well? Oh right, fucking Irish.
"Well look who made it to work and almost on time, only an hour and a half late." The Irishman laughed as he handed her the cup of Joe. Luna took it and brought it to her lips before trying to sip some down. She pulled the cup away from her mouth and spit some of the coffee out.
"The fuck? You didn't add any sugar or cream?"
"Nope. I didn't know how much you wanted, so I just gave it to you black, plus that shit is strong. It will help you wake up and cure your hangover."
"Yuck, fuck that shit." Luna said as she walked over to where they kept the sugar and cream. Luna poured of both into her cup and stir it with a spoon before drinking down most of it down. That hit the stop, McBride wasn't lying, the coffee was strong, it was still bitter even with the sugar and cream mixed in there. Luna placed her cup on the table before grabbing her grabbing her pack of smokes from her pocket, opening it, she pulled a cigarette out and placed it between her lips and lit it up, she took a drag from it and blow out the smoke. The hangover was starting to go away but still lingered there. She looked at McBride who as sitting down at the table leaning back in his chair and firing up his own coffin nail. Luna sat herself down in the chair across from McBride, flicking the ash from her cig into the ashtray that rested in the center of the table, Luna narrowed her eyes are the Irishman.
"How the fuck don't you have a hangover?"
McBride ashed his own cigarette and smiled.
"Oh, well I drink down a prairie oyster when I wake up. It's an old hangover remedy. Works every time."
Luna looked at him with a confused look.
"Never heard of it. What's in it?"
"I'll make you one, stay here."
Michael left to the kitchen they had in the office building. Their place of work also doubled as Shelby's home. Nothing fancy, just a two story building that was by the ocean since Shelby also owned a speedboat they used for jobs, such as smuggling guns, drugs and sometimes people. Whatever they got paid to transport they did it. The boat they used was a 80-foot Elco-type PT boat that Shelby had fixed up. How she got it, Luna or McBride couldn't tell you but it sure did get the job done and that's all that mattered.
By the time McBride came back, Luna had started on her second cigarette. McBride placed the drink down in front of her. Luna's eyes blinked a few times, not knowing what she was looking at. In the glass was an unbroken egg yolk, with some other stuff mixed in there. Luna looked up at McBride with a raised eyebrow.
"Okay, that looks fucking nasty."
"Don't be a little shite and drink it. You don't want you hangover anymore right? Then shut the fuck up and down in one go."
"The Hell is in it?"
"Egg yolk, salt, pepper, Worcestershire sauce, hot sauce, vinegar and some gin. Like I said lass, down it quickly and soon you'll be cured."
Luna had her doubts but shrugged her shoulders, picked up the glass and shot the whole thing down. Shockingly it didn't taste all that bad, the gin helped. Luna slammed the glass down on the table and that's when Shelby busted through the door carrying a bunch of mail, she walked over to the table where her friends were sitting and dropped all of it in the center.
"Holy fuck, we need to check the mail more often."
"I would say so." McBride said with a chuckled.
"I forgot we get mail." Luna replied, it's not like she got any.
Shelby dug through the pile and pulled out an envelope and handed it to Luna.
"You got mail bitch. You never told me you knew someone in Japan."
Luna quickly grabbed it, opened it and started to read the letter. Michael and Shelby just looked at while she read it in silent. Luna looked up and at the two.
"It's from my Sensei."
"The fuck? What do you mean your sensei?" McBride asked.
"The man who raised me and trained. Did you think I could just cut through steel with my bare hand for no reason?"
"Oh, well. Good point but then again. You don't talk about your past, like at all."
"Yeah, I didn't even know you had one, ya blue haired bitch. What does he want?"
"He wants me to come home. He said its time to finish my training."
"And? Are you gonna go?" Shelby asked.
"Yes, I have to, but I hadn't been there in a long ass time and we kinda had a falling out, or at least I thought we did. I didn't think he would want to speak to me again."
Michael nodded and took a drag from a fresh lit cigarette.
"Then get your ass going lass. Shelby and I can take care of business here."
"I'll be back in a few. I'm not leaving yet but I have things to take care of first."
Before Shelby could say a word, Luna had gotten up from her chair and made her way out in a rush. She looked at McBride who just gave her a shrug before turning and leaving to do something. Shelby stood there and just shrugged as well.
"Lizzy, oh Lizzy, where have you gone? I hadn't heard from you, at all and that kinda makes me fucking sad and pissed off. This is not good for you, not at all. This is your first match. I was hoping you wanted to make an impact but fuck me. You hadn't said a God damn fucking word. Not even a fuck you. What's up with that shit. So I guess that means you weren't worth my fucking time. You've wasted it and that above all just makes me so mad. Why bother to come here if you're not gonna throw down. No, no. I shouldn't be mad. What could I expect from the likes of you. To tell you the true, I'm just disappointed in you. Did my comments make you upset or something? Do you not know how to record yourself talking shit back to me? Do you think I'm not worth YOUR TIME? Like c'mon bitch, this is the XWF. You can't do this for your first match."
Luna sighed deeply.
"I don't know about you, but I guess I'll show up tomorrow, kick your ass and then be off to Japan but dammit. Lizzy, darling. My first match back and this is what I get. Not a God damn thing. Again, I'm not even angry anymore, just totally let down. Nothing a blunt won't fix. I hope you'll show up. So I can beat some sense into your and then maybe for your next match. You won't be such a disappointment to your opponent. Lizzy, fuck you and fuck your whole family. I'm outta here. See you tomorrow. Fucking cunt."
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