Date: 2015-02-25 01:57 am (UTC)
askthelookout: (Firelit evening)
He returned a few moments after that, his colour high and his eyes bright with exertion and alcohol, but with a large cup of water in one hand. It took him a couple of seconds to locate her - itself probably a sign that he was a few sheets to the wind himself - and then he was at her side, his arm going around her waist and the cup coming to her lips.

"Here. Drink."
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