Empty Chair by Closetfan (G)

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Fandom: THE A-TEAM
Pairing: none
Author on LJ: closetfan
Author Website: Closetfan's Fics on the A-Team Fan Fic Archive
Why this must be read: I have a particular affection for a good drunken ramblings fic, especially when it's covering up emotional angst. Here B.A., Face, and Murdock are getting drunk in Vietnam, trying to drown out the pain of losing a fellow soldier. (It's not Hannibal, so don't worry.) The dialogue feels real here, and I like the genuine comraderie that shines through. It's a short fic, but a nice character piece.


"Geez, Face!" Murdock grimaced. "I thought this stuff was bad when we started drinkin' it, and I gotta say it ain't gettin' any better. Where'd you get this? Out of a radiator?"

BA giggled. The sergeant rarely drank, so despite his size he was already feeling more of the effects of the whiskey than the other two were.

"Fine." Face pulled a mock pout, which was difficult to do with a cigar clamped between his teeth. "Next time, you be in charge of getting decent booze on short notice."

"Hey, I got the cigars." Murdock tipped his back, balancing it on the back two legs, and blew a smoke ring into the still air.

"Which are equally crappy," Face said, tapping ashes onto the floor.

"True," Murdock grinned. "Didn't wanna outshine the liquor."

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