Bloody Mary
Quatre sat at the edge of his bed, hands resting on his knees as the news from Trowa broke through his ears. The man was going away for a few weeks to Europe with both Duo and Zechs, meaning the lions share of the business would fall upon Quatre. No big deal, they both often did things like this and everything ran smoothly. It just felt like their friends were each breaking off into individual parts and it made him weary. The separation anxiety made Quatre batty, especially with it being months before the holidays, a time usually spent together as they had labeled each other as family.
Relena was gone, Wufei, Heero, Hilde… - it made for a lonely time at the club when half of his regular and most trusted people had gone their own ways. But when his eyes looked up to the door as it was thrown open by Dorothy holding two glasses, Quatre couldn't help but smile. - “Dorothy.”- He greeted as a glass filled with one of her signature Bloody Marys was pawned off on him as a good morning.
“Morning Sunshine, business as usual?”
“Trowa's off in Denmark for a few weeks, so I'm running the show till he gets back. Maybe we could go off after they come back?”
“I don't know, I'd hate to travel in winter.”- Dorothy confessed, knocking back her double bloody mary with ease. Quatre sipped his, finding it to be too strong for his taste. But that was Dorothy, even her drinks could knock a grown man's stomach into a loop. - “But something is worrying you about this whole thing, so you wanna spit it out?”
Quatre remained thoughtful for a few moments, grateful for Dorothy's brutal honesty. - “I fear as if we're coming apart. Look at our group, look at how everyone's just pulling away over shit like your cousin fucking the daylights outta everyone in town and just flaunting it to Une's jealous ridden face. Or the tension with Meilian and Wufei over pettiness. Will it be too late for any sort of...”
He is cut off by Dorothy's mouth over his.
“We will find a way. Now drink your bloody mary.”