"I'm not answering any questions that loaded," Cuthbert replied primly, topping off his glass and knocking it back. "But yes. As a matter of fact, I guess I am. Although frankly I'm a..." A gesture that took in all of her body, and then all of his own. "...kind of man. Doesn't do to be too picky."
He held the bottle up, squinting at it in the dimming light, and shrugged, drinking the rest straight from the bottle. They were probably past the point of being classy, and at least it might stop her drinking more. Swinging the bottle lightly between his fingers, he led her over to sit down on one of the benches.
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Date: 2015-02-23 06:01 am (UTC)He held the bottle up, squinting at it in the dimming light, and shrugged, drinking the rest straight from the bottle. They were probably past the point of being classy, and at least it might stop her drinking more. Swinging the bottle lightly between his fingers, he led her over to sit down on one of the benches.