open ship/smut post

[shadowglitter]

ah. a bare post. like odin's soul, and also body, in all of these threads

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thread divergent au h-hahaha

[cigarbribery]

[A perennial problem that Foggy has: the more he drinks, the more honest he gets. He already is honest enough while sober, but sober Foggy and even slightly tipsy Foggy are very good at taking refuge in exact words and loopholes and omissions. Comes with being a lawyer, you see. Drunk Foggy, though, has less desire to do so. And Foggy is drunk as hell, currently, and miserable, and lonely, and homesick. For New York, for Karen, for Matt.

This series of feelings, combined with a fuckload of alcohol, do not tend to make for good decision-making.

He tosses the rest of his drink back, when Odin asks him: are you in love with either of them? The liquor goes down his throat as easily as water.]

I am. [In love with them, he means.] But neither of them feel the same way. [He shrugs, manages to summon a small, tired smile.] I think she likes him, though. And I know he likes her back. If they ever get together I'll be happy for them.

[And then he's going to get himself blackout drunk and cry.]