Tags: MF, alcohol, Lovecraft inspired (let me know if I’m missing a tag)
____________________________
“Come on man, you made it! If anyone should be celebrating it’s you,” Ethan exclaimed as he clapped his friend Leo on the back and held his drink aloft.
“I don’t know man,” Leo said shaking his head, “I’ve got to open tomorrow.”
“Oh screw that place,” Ethan said, “you’ve been working so hard between your day job and the special effects makeup portfolio that I’m surprised you haven’t gotten burnt-out.”
“Hey my boss has been more than understanding about everything. I think she deserves a two week notice,” Leo said, removing Ethan’s hand from his shoulder.
“Well looks like I’ll have to celebrate enough for both of us,” Ethan shrugged and downed his glass before heading for the jukebox.
Leo sighed and ordered a beer.
“Hey Leo, congratulations on getting the job,” said an androgynes person as they slid in the seat next to Leo.
“Oh hey River, glad you could make it,” said Leo before taking a sip.
“Well it’s not every day that someone makes it in the art world,” River said as they gently nudged Leo.