"Only sometimes." Wynonna wrinkled her nose as she smacked her lips, obviously tasting something that wasn't all that pleasing to her senses. It was enough to have her grabbing the partially filled glass of whiskey and downing it in a gulp like that would make things better. Which it did.

She didn't want to admit that she had gotten used to having people back home who would make sure she got to bed because those words were just too painful to utter at the moment. It also pissed her off and no one needed her to be surly this early in the morning. Heh.

"But no, I wasn't celebrating. I was trying to deal with the shitshow this situation is."