Drunken Sailor

[Erremnart]

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Virginia listened to what he said for a long time, and just silently finished her second glass of scotch. Her cheeks were already starting to turn red under the onslaught of alcohol and she shook her head, "Again, I'm speechless.". She smiled and lit another cigarette, though the smile was a bit sad - yes, Morreti had hit the bullseye. Virginia knew who she was and had little illusions about herself. She took a long drag from her cigarette and blew the smoke away from him, "Some of your points are on spot, some are close enough and rest are misses."

She reached for the bottle and poured herself a third glass of scotch, "I won't be remembering this tomorrow anyway.", her gaze curling towards the stage as she watched the new band playing. She narrowed her eyes and tapped her heavy boot to the rhythm of their music, "I have that guitar because I can't bring myself to throw it away and buy a new one. Too many memories to go with that piece of battered wood.", she took a long drag from her cigarette and blew out the smoke, "Can you imagine that it survived two hits near my quarters? It was in the locker, but still.".

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