Wine was good. Wine would help. He found two glasses and filled them, turning to offer her one after he'd drank and refilled his own. It was sloppy, he knew, but he didn't really care. There were fewer eyes here...
"No boyfriend is going to show up and kick my ass, right?"
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Date: 2013-10-10 04:53 am (UTC)"No boyfriend is going to show up and kick my ass, right?"