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Caritas- Saturday after the dates

And once the dates were done, Jaye was behind the bar to serve drinks to any of the people who decided to stick around. Maybe some people wanted to explore some new connections? Or meet up with someone they didn't get? Or just wanted to drink? Or had no idea there had been an event today?

Anyway, bar's open!

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Well, privacy wasn't exactly a concern for the three dudes that, unless things started to steer a little different, were probably ending up in the same bed together out of default later anyway, but the choboros had congregated in the lounge with some end-of-dates shots to celebrate their survival and laugh in the face of what had happened the last time the congregated together in the lounge over shots here.

Gladio decided to not only buy the shots, but also lead the toast.

"To having made it through speed dating," he announced over his lifted shot, "and the fact that I'm pretty sure I was only paired with dudes so you two suckers would even stand a chance."

Not that there'd been a whole lot of ladies in the pool to begin with, but once Gladio had noticed that particular detail, he couldn't help himself from bringing it up.

Yeah, well, the only girls that Prompto actually did get were both in serious relationships, so still not a lot of help there, Big Guy. Prompto picked up his shot and gave Gladio a withering look before declaring (in what he felt was a very brave and generous statement), "Well, just as long as you guys enjoyed yourselves, that's what really mattered."

Because then at least someone had!

After the dates, Jon looked around at a loss, then noticed that the zombie band was selling merchandise.

He gave them a more than respectable berth, but at least they didn't have visible maggots or anything, so he bought the largest shirt they had. Which was probably still smaller than needed, but...well, he didn't think Gladio would mind showing off his muscles.

He eventually found him in the lounge and held out the shirt. "I do still owe you one. I hope this is acceptable."

"Still owe me what?" asked Gladio, squinting a little in confusion as he took what Jon was holding out to him, and then, seeing what it was, let out a laugh.

"You really didn't have to," he said, taking a moment to hold out the shirt to appreciate the logo and the fact that, hey, at least it was black, although it looked like it might be a little bit snug, and had to snort out another laugh as he shook his head.

"But thanks," he grinned over at Jon as he folded up the shirt, and then went to clap a friendly hand on the other guy's shoulder. "Come have some shots with us! Prompto's starting to look a little green under the gils, but I think we can squeeze one more round in there before he hates us all in the morning."

That friendly hand nearly bowled Jon over. "Erm...all right. Thank you." He waved at the other two, wondering which was Prompto. "I could probably have a drink or two."

Spoiler: Jon was a lightweight. Something about being thin as a rail and rarely eating actual food.

You don't say? Gladio would have never guessed!

"So what's your poison?" Gladio asked. "Any preference?"

"Erm...I usually go for cider or wine. Something fruity? I have no idea what sort of shot that might be," Jon confessed.

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