[ His expression twists in the way where he's making it painfully obvious he'd like to object, but he's too much of a weenie to go through with it. Setting the bottle back down, he exhales an incredibly put-out sigh. ]
Bold move, appealing to my sense of honor.
[ And it's one that pays off. With his free palm steadied on the couch, he leans in, shrimp to shrimp. There is also a stunning lack of personal space on display here, partly endorsed by the fact that he's rapidly approaching drunk. Even so, the warmth shimmering off of him seems too potent to be just a buzz.
He bows his head, shades obligingly within reach. ]
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Bold move, appealing to my sense of honor.
[ And it's one that pays off. With his free palm steadied on the couch, he leans in, shrimp to shrimp. There is also a stunning lack of personal space on display here, partly endorsed by the fact that he's rapidly approaching drunk. Even so, the warmth shimmering off of him seems too potent to be just a buzz.
He bows his head, shades obligingly within reach. ]
Go ahead.