[Dirge for a Normal Life] pg 2

like me, Ingrid prefers cheap shite when it comes to alcohol. in the immortal words of keith flint - "straights at eight quid a packet? fuck that i'm on the baccy mate"

also i'm sorry for taking a while to respond to messages. as usual just juggling 80 different things and internally screaming. (it's my own fault) :'-)